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po  crfE^AN  2  1936 
HYMN     RWXUL^ 

DESIGNED    AS    A 

CONSTANT  COMPANION 


PIOUS. 

COLLECTED     FROM 

FARIOUS    AUTHORS. 

NINTH      EDITION. 


fSALM   civ.  33, 

will  ling  unto  the  Lord  as  long  as  I  live;  I  will  fto* 
praile  uutoroy  God  while  1  have  my  being. 


BALTIMORE: 

Printed  for  Ri  ce  and  Co.  Markel-Strtet, 


A  Pocket  HYMN  BOOK, 

AWAKENING  and  INVITING, 
H«  Y    M    N      1. 

1  /^  FOPv  a  thoufand  tongues  to  fmg 
V>^    My  dear  redeemer's  praife  I 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  king, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ; 

2  My  gracious  Mafter,  and  my  God, 

Afiiil  me  to  proclaim, 
To  fpread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jefus,  the  name  that  charms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  for  rows  ceafe  : 
'Tis  muiic  in  the  finner's  ear: 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  cancell'd  lin, 

He  fets  the  pris  ner  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  fouleft  clean 
His  blood  availed  me. 

5  Look  unto  him,  ye  nations^  own 

Your  God,  ye  fallen  race  ; 
Look  and  beiav'd  through  faith  alone, 
.Be  juitify'd  by  grace  I 

A3  6  See 


4  AWAKENING. 

6  See  all  your  fins  on  Jefus  laid  ; 

The  Lamb  of  God  was  (lain. 
His  foul  was  once  an  oif  'ring  made 
For  every  foul  of  man. 

7  With  me,  your  Chief  ye  then  (Kail  know, 

Shall  feel  your  fins  forgiv'n  ; 
Anticipate  your  heav'n  below. 
And  own  that  love  is  heav  n. 

HYMN    II. 
S    •^OME,  ye  finners.  poor  and  needy 
\^j   Weak  and  wounded,  fick  and  fore, 
Jefus  ready  (lands  to  fave  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  pow'r ; 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  : 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  him  nigh  ; 
Come  to  Jefus  Chrift  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  your  confcience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitnefs  fondly  dream, 
All  the  fitnefs  he  requires, 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 

This  he  gives  you, 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  glimm'ring  beam. 
4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden'd, 
Bruis'd  and  mangled  by  the  fall, 
.If  you  tarry  till  you're  better. 
You  will  never  come  at  all  , 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jefus  came  to  call. 

5  Agonizing 


AND    INVITING.  5 

5  Agon 'zing  in  the  garden, 

l.o  !  your  Maker  proftrate  lies ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ! 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, . 

"It  isfiniih'd!" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  fufnce  ? 

6  Lo  !   th'  incarnate  God  afcending. 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  ; 
Venture  oft  him,  venture  freely, 
Let  no  other  truft  intrude  ; 

None  but  Jefus 
Can  do  helplefs  finners  good. 

j  Saints  and  angels  join'd  in  concert, 
Sing  the  praifes  of  the  Lamb, 
While  the  blifsful  feats  of  heaven. 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name  ; 

Hallelujah! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  fame. 

HYMN    III. 

1  /^lOME,  finners  to  the  gofpel-feaft 
1^4  Let  every  foul  be  Jefu's  gueft  i 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind  ; 

For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  1  call  ; 
The  invitation  is  to  all  : 

Come  all  the  world  ;  come,  finner,  thou? 
All  things  in  Chfift  are  ready  now. 

3  Come  all  ye  fouls  by  fin  opprelt, 
Ye  reftlefs  wand'rers  after  reft ; 

Ye  poor,  and  maim'd,  and  halt  and  blind, 
In  Chrift  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

A3  4  Mjr 


6  AWAKENING. 

4  My  meifage  as  from  God  receive  j 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Chritt,  -and  live  ; 
O  let  his  love  your  hearis  conltrain, 
Nor  fufter  him  to  die  in  vain  ! 

5  His  love  is  mighty  to  compel : 

His  conqu'ring  love  confent  to  feel ; 
Yield  to  his  love's  refiftlefs  power, 
And  light  againft  your  God  no  more. 

6  See  him  fet  forth  before  your  eyes, 
That  precious,  bleeding  faci  ince  ! 
His  offer'd  benefits  embrace, 

And  freely  now  be  fav'd  by  grace ! 

j  This  is  the  time;  no  more  delay  ! 
This  is  the  acceptable  day  ; 
Come  in,  this  moment,  at  his  call. 
And  live  to  him  who  dy'd  for  all ! 

HYMN     IV. 

Why  tuill  ye  die,  0  houfe  of  1ft  ml ! 
Ezek.  xviii.  31. 

SINNERS,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Maker,  aflcs  you  why? 
God  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himfelf  to  live; 
He  the  fatal  Caufe  demands, 
Alks  the  work  of  his  own  hands; 
Why,  ye  thank  lefs  creatures,  why 
Will  you  crofs  his  love  and  die  ? 
2    Sinners,  turn,  why  will  you  die  ? 
God,  your  Saviour,  alks  you  why  ? 
God,  who  did  your  fouls  retrieve, 
Dy'd  himfelf  that  you  might  live. 
3  Will 


AND    INVITING?  $ 

Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  a  gain  ! 
Why^eianfoni'd  Tinners,  why 
Will  you  flight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 
dinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  aftcs  you  why  ? 
He,  who  all  your  lives  hath  drove, 
Woo'd  you  to  embrace  his  love  j 
Will  you  not  the  grace  receive  ? 
Will  you  dill  refufe  to  live  ? 
Why,  ye  long-fought  Tinners  why 
Will  you  grieve  your  God,  and  die  ? 

4  Dead,  already  dead  within, 

Spiritually  dead   n  fift, 

Dead  to  God,  while  here  you  breathe, 

Pant  ye  after  fecond  dea'h  ? 

Will  you  ftill  in  fin  remain, 

Greedy  of  eternal  pain  ? 

O  ye  dying  finners,  why, 

Why  will  you  for  ever  die  ? 
HYMN  V. 
i   QINNERS  obey  the  gofpel  word  f 

£5  Hafte  to  the  fupper  of  my  Lord  ^ 

Be  wife  to  know  your  gracious  day  I 

All  things  are  ready  ;  come  away* 

'  2  Ready  the  father  is  to  own, 
And  kifs  his  late  returning  fon 
Ready  your  loving  Saviour  ftands^ 
And  fpreads  for  you  his  bleeding  handsi 
3  Ready  thefpirit  cf  his  love, 
Tuft  now  the  ftohy  to  remove  s 

A  4  T>  apply 


8  AWAKENING, 

T'  apply  and  wltnefs  with  the  blood, 
And  waili,  and  feal  the  foris  of  God. 

4  Ready  for  you  the  Angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  bled  eftate ; 
Tuning  their  harps,  they  long  to'praife 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace, 

5  The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoir, 
Are  ready  with  their  mining  hoft  : 
All  heav'n  is  ready  to  refound, 

"  The  Dead's  alive  I    the  Loft  is  found." 

6  Come  then,  ye  finners,  to  your  Lord, 
Jn  Chrift  to  paradife  reftor'd  ; 

His  proffer'd  benefits  embrace, 
The  plenitude  of  gofpel- grace. 

HYMN    VI. 

1  TJEHOLE)the  Saviour  of  mankind, 
JLJ  Nail'd  to  the  mameful  tree  : 
How  vaft  the  love  that  him  inclin'd 

To  bleed  and  die  for  thee  ! 

2  Hark,  how  he  groans !  while  nature  makes,. 

And  earth's  itrong  pillars  bend  ! 
The  temple's  veil  in  funder  breaks, 
The  foKd  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  done!  the  precious  ranfom's  paid, 

'*  Receive  my  foul,"  He  cries  ? 
See,  where  he  bows  his  facred  head  ! 
He  bows   his  head  and  dies. 

4  But  foon  he'll  break  death'senvious  chain 

And  in  full  glory  mine  ; 
O  I  .amb  of  God  !  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love  like  thine  I 

HYIv'IN 


AND   INVITING.  $ 

HYMN    VII. 

1  /^\  Love  divine !  what  haft  thou  done  ! 
\J  Th'  immortal  God  hath  dy'd  for  me  I 
The  Father's  co-eternal  Son 

Bore  all  my  (ins  upon  the  tree  : 
Th'  immortal  God  for  me  hath  dy'd  j 
My  Lord,  my  love  is  crucify 'd. 

2  Behold  him,  all  ye  that  pafs  by, 

The  bleeding  prince  of  life  and  peace  t 
Come,  fee.  ye  worms,  your  Maker  die, 

And  fay,  was  ever  grief  like  his  ! 
Come,  feel  with  me,  his  blood  apply'd  ; 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucify'd. 

3  Is  crucify'd  for  me  and  you, 

To  bring  us  rebels  back  to  God  ; 
Believe,  believe  the  record  true, 

Ye  all  are  bought  with  Jefu's  blood  | 
Pardon  for  all  flows  from  his  fide  j 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucify'd, 

4  Then  let  us  fit  beneath  his  crofs, 

And  gladly  catch  the  healing  fiream  ; 
All  things  for  him  account  but  lofs, 

And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him  $ 
Of  nothing  think  or  fpeak  befide 
IVJy  Lord,  my  Love  is  crucify'd. 

HYMN    VIII. 
i    rT*  HEE  we  adore,  eternal  name, 
i       And  humbly  own  to  thee. 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
W  hat  dying  worms  we  be  { 

A  5  %  Our 


10  AWAKENING, 

2  Our  wafting  lives  grow  fhorter  ft  ill, 

As  days  and  months  increafe  ; 
And  ev'ry  beating  pulfe  we  tell, 
Leaves  but  the  number  lefs. 

3  The  year  rolls  round  and  fteals  away, 

The  breath  that  firft  it  gave  : 

Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 

We're  trav'ling  to  the  grave. 

4  Dangers  ftand  thick  through  all  the  ground 

To  puih  us  to  the  tomb  ; 

And  tierce  difeafes  wait  around, 

To  hurry  mortals  Jiome. 

5  Great  God  !  on  what  a  (lender  thread 

Hang  everlafting  things! 
Th*  eternal  {rates  of  all  the  dead, 
Upon  life's  feeble  firings  • 

6  Infinite  joy,  or  endlefs  woe, 

Depends  on  ev'ry  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go, 

Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 
y  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowfy  fenfe, 

To  walk  this  dang'rous  road  ; 
And  if  our  fouls  are  hurry'd  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God  ! 

HYMN  IX. 

1  "IT  7 HEN  rifingfrom  the  bed  of  death, 

W     O'erwhelm'd  with  guilt  and  fear* 
1  view  my  IViaker  face  to  face, 
O  how  (hall  I  appear ! 

2  If  yet  while  pardon  may  be  found, 

And  mercy  may  be  fought ; 

My 


AND     INVTTINC^  if 

My  foul  with  inward  horror  flirinks 
And  trembles  at  the  thought ! 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  (hall  ftand  difcIosMs 

In  majefty  fevere, 
And  fit  in  judgment  on  my  foul, 
O  howfliall  I  appear  ? 

4  O  may  my  broken  contrite  hearty 

Timely  my  fin-  'an 

And  early,  with  repen;: 

Eternal  woe  prevent 

5  Behold  the  forrows  of  n: 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late  , 
And  hear  my  Saviour's  dj\nb 
To  give  tiofe  for  %&£, 

6  For  never  ftiall  my  foul  defpair 

Her  pardon  to  fecure,: 
Who  knows,  thy  only  Son  h?dh 
To  make  that  pardon  furg? 


HYMN     Xs 
i      A  ND  am  die  ? 

I\    Tt    -■  - 

And  mirft  mi  !  renYl     rrg     . 
Intr»  a.  woi  M  unkn 
A  lar  )!eft  ihade, 

L'np^erc'd   by  lisrma'n    h6uj 

The  dreary  reg<un:  'of  the  dead 
Where  aH  things  are  f< 
s       Soon  a:  fro 

V  "at  will  become    t  me  ? 

E*o'  ..• ;  Bapjjtr  d  -  ~  -       - 


12  AWAKENING. 

Wak'd  by  the  trumpet's  found, 
I  from  my  grave  mall  rife, 
And  fee  the  Judge  with  glory  crovm'd^    . 

And  fee  the  flaming  fkies ! 

3  How  ihall  I  leave  my  tomb  [ 
With  triumph  or  regret  ? 

A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 

Acurfe  or  bleffing  meet  ? 

Will  an  gel -hands  convey, 

Their  brother  to  the  bar  ? 
Or  devils  drag  my  foul  away 

To  meet  its  fentence  there ! 

4  Who  can  refolve  the  doubt 
That  tears  my  anxious  bread  ? 

Shall  I  be  with  the  damn'd  call:  out, 
Or  number'd  with  the  bleft  ? 
I  mud  from  God  be  driv'n, 
Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell : 
Muft  come  at  his  command  to  heav'ri, 
Or  elfe  depart  to  hell. 
e       O  thou  that  wouldft  not  hare 
One  wretched  firmer  die, 
Who  dy  dft  thyfelf,  my  foul  to  favc 
From  endlefs  mifery ! 
Shew  me  the  way  to  fhun 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  fevere, 
That  when  thou  comeft  on  thy  throne 
I  may  with  joy  appear. 
6  Thou  art  thyfelf  the  way, 
Thyself  in  me  reveal  ; 
So  mall  1  f  pend  my  life's  mort  day 
Obedient  to- thy  wilU  & 


AND    INVITING.'  15f 

So  ftiall  I  love  my  God, 
Becaufe  he  fir  ft  lov'd  me, 
And  praife  thee  in  thy  bright  abode, 
To  all  eternity. 

HYMN   XI. 

s      A  ND  am  I  only  born  to  die  ? 
J\   And  muft  I  fuddenly  comply 

With  nature's  ftern  decree  ? 
What  after  death  for  me  remains  } 
Celeftial  joys,  or  hellilh  pains, 
To  all  eternity. 

2  How  then  ought  I  on  earth  to  live, 

While  God  prolongs  the  kind  reprieve. 
And  props  this  houfe  of  clay  , 
My  foie  concern,  my  fingle  care, 
To  watch  and  tremble,  and  prepare 

Againft  that  fatal  day  ! 

3  No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here, 
For  worldly  hopey  or  worldly  fear, 

if  life  fo  foon  is  gone  ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  muft  ftand  before 

Th'  inexorable  throne ! 

4  No  matter  which  my  thoughts  employ, 

A  moment's  mifery  or  joy  , 

But  Oh !  when  bo  h  fhall  enct, 

Where  iTiall  \  find  my  deftin  d  place, 

Shall  1  my  everlaftirig  clav* 
With  bends  or  angels  lpend  ? 

.    5  Nothing 


*4  AWAKENING. 

5  Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  benealli; 
Hut  how  I  may  efcape  the  death 

That  never,  never  dies  ! 
How  make  my  own  election  fure, 
And  when  I  fail  on  earth,  fecure 

A  manfion  in  the  Ikies. 

6  Jefus,  vouchfafe  a  pitying  ray, 

Be  thou  my  guide,  be  thou  my  tvay 

To  glorious  happinefs! 
Ah  !  write  the  pardon  on  my  heart, 
And  whenfoe'er  I  hence  depart, 

Let  me  depart  in  peace, 

HYMN   XII. 

*    npHOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

I  Before  whofe  bar  fevere, 
With  holy  joy  or  guilty  dread, 
We  all  mall  foon  appear; 

Ourcaution'd  fours  prepare 

For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care. 

And  ftir  lis  up  to  pray. 

2       To  pray  and  wait  the  hour, 

That  awful  hour  unknown, 
When  robed  in  majdly  and  pow'r 

'1  hou  malt  from  heav'n  come  down  ; 

Th'  immortal  Son  of  Man, 

To  judge  the  human  race. 
With  ali  thy  Father's  dazzling  train, 

U  iih  all  thy  glorious  grace. 


To  damp  our  earthly  joys, 
TMhcreafe  our  gracious  fcars, 


For 


AND   INVITING.  I ;~ 

For  ever  let  th'  archangel's  voice; 

Be  founding  in  our  ears 

The  folenin  midnight  cry, 

4fc  Ye  dead,  the  Judge  is  come, 
"  A  rife,  and  meet  him  in  the  &y, 

M  And  meet  your  inftant  doom  V3 

O  mav  we  thus  be  found, 

Obedient  to  his  word, 
Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  found, 

And  looking  for  the  Lord  ! 

O  may  we  thus  infure 

A  lot  among  the  bleft, 
And  watch  a  moment  to  fecure 

An  everlafting  reft  ! 

H  Y  M  NT    XIII. 

E  comes !  he  comes!  the  Judge fevere 
The  feventh  trumpet  fpeaks  him 
near; 
His  lightnings  flafh,  his  thunder's  roll  g 
How  welcome  to  the  faithful  foul  I 
z  From  heav'n  angelic  voices  found, 
See  the  Almighty  Jefus  crown'd ! 
Girt  with-omnipotenceand  grace 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face-.-. 

3  Descending  on  his  azure  throne, 

He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own  ; 
The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  theii  triumphant  Lord, 

4.  Shout  all  the  people  ©f  the  Iky, 
And  all  the  faints  of  the  Moft  High  ; 
Cur  Lord,  who  now  his  right  obtains, 
For  ever  and  for  ever  reigns, 

HYMN 


H 


l6  AWAKENING, 

HYMN    XIV. 
I  15"    O  he  comes  with  clouds  defcending, 
t  j  Once  for  favour'd  Tinners  (lain  ! 
Thoufand,  thoufand  faints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train. 

Hallelujah  ! 
God  appears  with  man  to  reign. 
2  Ev'ry  eye  ftiall  now  behold  him, 
Rob'd  in  dreadful  majcfty ; 
Tbofe  who  fet  at  nought  and  fold  him,. 
Pierc'd  and  naiPd  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Meffiah  fee. 

j  The  dear  token  of  his  paffion, 
Still  his  dazzling  body  bears  ; 
Caufe  of  endlefs  exultation 
To  his  ranfom'd  worfliippers  ; 
With  what  rapture 
Gaze  we  on  thofe  glorious  fears. 
\  Yea  !  Amen  !   let  all  adore  thee. 
High  on  thine  eternal  throne  \ 
Saviour  take  thy  pow'rand  glory, 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own  ; 
Jah  !  Jahovah I 
Everlafting  God  come  down. 

HYMN     XV. 

LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
The  gladly  folemn  found, 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  the  earth's  remoteft  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

2  Jefw 


■b 


AND   INVITING.  1^ 

\      Jefus,  our  great  High  Prieft, 

Hath  full  atonement  made> 
•Ye  weary  fpirits  reft, 

Ye  mournful  fouls  be  glad  ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home- 
Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  all-atoning  Lamb  5 
Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

Ye  (laves  of  fin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive. 
And  fafe  in  Jefus  dwell, 
And  bleft  in  Jefus  live. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 
Ye,  who  have  fold  for  nought 

Your  heritage  above, 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jefu's  love. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  * 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home 
i       The  gofpel -trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heav'nly  grace, 
And  fav'd  from  earth,  appear 
Before  your  Saviour's  face. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Jteturn,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 

HYMM 


IS  AWAKENING. 

HYMN     XVL 

i    npERRiBLE  thought!  fliall  I  alone, 
A      Who  may  be  iav'd,  ilia II  I, 
Of  all,  alas  !  whom  I  have  known 
Through  fin  tor  ever  die. 

2  While  all  my  old  companions  dear. 

With  whom  1  once  did  live, 
Joyful  at  God's  right  hand  appear, 
A  bleflingto  receive. 

3  Shall  1  amidlt  a  ghaftly  band,x 

Draggd  to  the  judgment  feat, 
Far  on  the  left  whh  horror  ftand, 
My  fearful  doom  t>o  meet  ? 

4  While  they  enjoy  their  Saviour's  love, 

Mull  I  in  torments  dwell  ? 
And  howl  (while  they  fing  hymns  above) 
And  bbw  the  flames  of  hell. 

5"  Ah  !  no  ;  1  (till  may  turn  and  live  } 
For  ftill  his  wrath  delays; 
He  now  vouchsafes  a  kind  reprieve, 
And  offers  me  his  grace. 

6  I  will  accept  his  offers  now, 

From  ev'ry  fin  depart, 
Perform  my  oft  repeated  vow, 
And  render  him  my  heart. 

7  I  will  improve  what  I  receive, 

The  grace  through  Jelus  given  ; 
Sure  if  with  God  on  earth  1  live. 
To  live  with  God  in  heaVn. 

HYMN 


AND  INVITING-  j£ 

HYMN      XVII. 

i  T^HOU  God  of  glorious  majefty, 
L     lo  thee  againft  myfelf,  to  thee, 
A  worm  of  earth,  I  crv  : 
£  half-awaken 'd  child  of  man 
Aa  heir  of  endlefs  blifs  or  pain, 
A  (Inner  born  to  die  .' 
I  I  o  I  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land. 
'1  wixt  two  unbounded  feas  I  ftancl 

Secure,  infenfible  ; 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  fpace, 
Kernels  me  to  that  heav'nly  place, 
Or  {huts  me  up  in  hell. 
,  O  God,  mine  inmoft  foul  convert. 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  imprefs  ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  folemn  weight, 
And  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  tofighteoufnefs. 
Be^re  me  place  in  dread  array 
Tne  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day* 
^  When  thou  with  clouds  fhalt  come 
1  o  judge  the  nations  at  thv  bar  ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,fTiall  1  be  there 
^    lo  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 
Be  this  my  one  great  bus'nefs  here, 
W  nh  fenous  induftry  and  fear 

n  Eternal  blifs  t'  enfure  j 
Thine  utmoft  counfel  to  fulfil, 
And  fufFer  all  thy  righteous  will, 
And  to  the  end  endure, 

6  Then 


2d  PENITENTIAL. 

6  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  foul  receive, 
Tranfported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ; 
Where  faith  is  fweetly  loft  in  fight, 
And  hope  in/full, lupreme  delight, 

And  everlafting  love. 

PENITENTIAL. 
HYMN     XVIII. 
i  T7*  ATHER  of  lights  from  whom  proceed* 
Jj    Whate'er  thy  ev'ry  creature  needs, 
Whofe  goodnefs,  providently  nigh; 
Feeds  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry  : 
To  thee  I  look,  my  heart  prepare, 
Suggeft  and  hearken  to  my  pray'r. 

2  Since  by  the  light  myfelf  I  fee 
Naked,  and  poor,  and  void  of  thee  ; 
Thy  eyes  muft  all  my  thoughts  furvey, 
Preventing  what  my  lips  would  fay  ; 
Thou  feeft  my  wants  for  help  they  call, 
And  e're  I  f  peak  thou  know'ft  them  all. 

3  Thou  khow'ft  the  bafenefs  of  my  mind, 
Wayward,  and  impotent,  and  blind  : 
Thou  know'ft  how  unfubdu'd  my  will,, 
Averfe  to  good,  and  prone  to  ill  ; 
Thou  know'ft  how  wide  my  pafTions  rove. 
Nor  check'd  by  fear,  n^r  charm'dby  love. 

4  Fain  would  I  know  as  known  by  thee 
And  feel  the  indigence  I  fee; 

Fain  would  I  all  my  vilenefs  own, 
And  deep  beneath  the  burden  groan  ; 

Abhor 


penitential;  21 

Abhor  the  pride  that  lurks  within, 
Deteft  and  loath  myfelf  and  fin. 

$  Ah  !  give  me,  Lord,  myfelf  to  feel, 
My  total  mifery  reveal  ; 
Ah  !  give  me,  Lord,  (I  ftill  would  fay) 
A  heart  to  mourn,  a  heart  to  pray  ; 
My  bufinefs  this,  my  only  care, 
My  life,  my  ev'ry  breath  be  pray'r. 

HYMN    XIX. 
i   /^l  THAT  I  could  repent ! 

\J  O  that  I  could  believe  \ 
Thou,  by  thy  voice,  the  marble  rent, 

The  rock  in  f  under  cleave  I 

Thou,  by  the  two-edg'd  fword, 

My  foul  and  fpirit  part. 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 

And  break  my  ftubborn  heart. 

£       Saviour  and  prince  of  peace, 

The  double  grace  beftow, 
Unloofe  the  bands  of  wickednefs. 

And  let  the  captive  go : 

Grant  me  my  fins  to  feel, 

And  then  the  load  remove  ; 
Wound  and  pour  in,  my  wounds  to  h«a3, 

The  balm  of  pard'ning  love. 

3       For  thine  own  mercy's  fake 
The  cur  fed  thing  remove, 
And  into  thy  protection    take 
The  pris'ner  of  thy  love  j 
In  ev'ry  trying  hour 
i>tand  by  my  feeble  foul, 
And  fkreen  me  from  my  nature's  pow'r 
Till  thou  haft  made  me  whole, 

4  This 


22  PENITENTIAL. 

4       This  is  thy  will,  I  know. 

That  J  fhouJd  h-lybe, 
,.     Should  let  my  fin  this  moment  go, 

This  moment  turn  to  thee  :& 
.P  might  I  now  embrace 

Thy  all-fuflicient  pow'r 
f    And  never  more  to  fin  give  place, 

And  never  grieve  thee  more.  * 

HYMN     XX. 

1  TESP«  ^  thy  pitying  eye 

«.!      Call  back  a  wand  ring  (Tie-p  . 
Falfe  to  thee,  like  Peter,  1 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep; 
Let  me  be  by  thy  grace  reftawd. 

On  me  be  all  Iong-futfering  ihown- 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  done.' 

2  Saviour,  Prince  enthron'd  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  thy  dving  love. 

The  humble,  contrite  hear: : 
Give  what  I  have  long  implor'd, 

A  portion  of  thv  grief  unknown  ; 
Turn,  and  look  up*  n  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  Hone. 

3  For  thine  own  companion's  fake 

The  gracious  wonder  mew  ] 
Call  my  fin,  behind  thy  back. 

And  warn  me  white  as  (now  : 
If  thv  b  iwels  now  are  ftirr'd, 

If  I  now  myfelf  '-emcan, 
Turn,  and  look  upon  mc,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  cf  Hone. 


4  Uee 


PENITENTIAL.  2Z 

4  See  me,  Saviour,  from  above. 

Nor  fuffer  me  to  die  f 
Life,  and  happinefs,  and  love, 

Drop  from  thy  gracious  eye  ; 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  | 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  flone. 

5  Look,  as  when  thine  eye  purfu'd 

Thefirft  apoftate  man, 
Saw  him  welt'ring  in  his  blood, 

And  bade  him  rife  again  ; 
Speak  my  paradife  reftor'd, 

Redeem  me  by  thy  grace  alone  g 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  ftone. 

6  Look,  as  when  thy  languid  eye 

Was  cl-s'd  that  we  might  live  j 
"  Father,"  (at  the  point  to  die, 

My  Saviour  gafp'd)  "  forgive  !" 
Surely  with  that  dying  word, 

He  turns  and  looks,  and  cries,  "  'tis  done" 
P  my  bleeding,  loving  Lord, 

Thou  break'ft  my  heart  of  ftcne. 

HYMN    XXI. 

I   1       ET  the  world  their  virtue  bosft, 
A-/     Their  work  of  right'oufnefs  \ 
I,  a  wretch,  undone  and  loft, 
Am  furely  fav'd  by  grace  ; 
Other  title  1  difclai 


um. 


This,  only  this,  is  all  my  pica, 
J  the  chiefoffinnersam, 
fcutjefusdy'd  for  me  I 

2  -Happy 


24  PENITENTIAL* 

2  Happy  they  whofe  joys  abound 

Like  Jordan's  lwelling  ftream, 
Who  their  heav'n  in  Chrift  have  found, 

And  give  the  praife  to  him  ; 
Let  them  triumph  in  his  name, 

Enjoy  their  full  felicity  $ 
I  the  chief  of  finners  am, 

But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me. 

3  Bleft  are  they,  entirely  bled, 

Who  can  in  him  rejoice, 
Lean  on  his  beloved  bread, 

And  hear  the  bridegroom's  voice  $ 
Meaneft  follower  of  the  Lamb, 

His  fteps  I  at  a  diftance  fee  j 
I  the  chief  of  finners  am, 

But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me  ! 

4  Jefus,  thou  for  me  haft  dy'd. 

And  thou  in  me  fhalt  live ; 
I  fhall  feel  my  death  apply 'd, 

I  fhall  thy  life  receive  ; 
To  bring  fire  on  earth  thou  came, 

O  that  it  now  may  kindled  be  ! 
I  the  chief  of  iiBners  am, 

But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me  ! 

HYMN      XXII. 
i  \T7ITH  glorious  clouds  encompaft 
VV  round, 

Whom  angels  dimly  fee, 
Will  the  unfearchable  be  found, 
Or  God  appear  to  me  ? 

3  Will  he  forfake  his  throne  above, 
Himfelf  to  worms  impart  ? 
Anfwer  thou  man  of  grief  and  lov«, 
And  fpeak  it  to  my  heart.  3  ** 


PENETENTIAL.  25 

3  fn  manifefted  love  explain 
Thy  wonderful  defjgn  ; 

What  meant  the  fuff'ring  fon  of  man  ? 
The  ftreaming  blood  divine  ? 

4  Didft  thou  not  in  our  flefh  appear, 
And  live  and  die  below, 

That  I  may  now  perceive  thee  near, 
And  my  Redeemer  know  ? 

5  Come  then,  and  to  rny  fou!  reveal 
The  heights  and  depths  of  grace, 

The  wounds  which  all  my  forrows  heal, 
That  dear  disfigur'd  face. 

6  Before  my  eyes  of  faith  confeft, 
Stand  forth  a  flaughter'd  Lamb: 

And  wrap  me  in  the  erimfon  veil, 
And  tell  me  all  thy  name. 

7  Jehovah  in  thy  person  fliow, 
Jehovah  crucify'd ! 

And  then  the  pard'ning  God  I  know, 
And  feel  the  blood  apply'd. 

8  I  view  the  Lamb  in  his  own  light, 
Whom  angels  dimly  fee  : 

Ajid  gaze,  transported  at  the  fight, 
To  all  eternity. 

HYMN    XXHL 

I    TESU,  if  ftill  the  fame  thou  art, 
J    If  all  thy  promifes  are  fure, 

Set  up  thy  kingdom  in  my  heart. 
And  make  me  rich,  for  I  am  poor  : 

To  me  be  all  thy  treafures  giv'n, 
Tfce  kingdom  of  an  inward  heav'n. 

B  2  Thau 


0.6  PENITENTIAL. 

2  Thou  haft  pronounced  the  mourners  bleft, 
And  lo  !  for  thee  I  e"ver  mourn  : 

I  cannot,  no,  I  will  not  reft, 

Till  thou  my  only  reft  return  : 
Till  thou  the  Prince  of  peace,  appear,, 
And  1  receive  the  comforter. 

3  Where  is  the  bleflednefs  beftow'd 
On  all  that  hunger  after  thee  ? 

I  hunger  now,  I  thirft  for  God  ! 
See,  the  poor  fainting  finner  fee, 
And  fatisfy  with  endlefs  peace, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  right'oufnefs. 

4  Ah,  Lord  !  if  thou  art  in  that  figli. 
Then  hear  thyfelf  within  me  pray  ; 

Hear  in  my  heart  thy  fpirit's  cry, 

Mark  what  my  lab'ring  foul  would  fay  ; 
Anfwer  the  deep  unutter'd  groan, 
And  Hiew  that  thou  and  I  are  one. 

5  Shine  on  thy  work,  difperfe  the  gloom, 
Light  in  thy  light  I  then  mall  fee  ; 

Say  to  my  foul, **  Thy  light  is  come, 

"  Glory  divine  is  ris'n  on  thee: 
"  Thy  warfare's  paft,  thy  mourning's  o'er, 
tfi  Lookup — for  thou  fhalt  weep  no  more.'* 

6  Lord,  I  believe  the  promife  fure, 
And  truft  thou  wilt  not  long  delay  $ 

Hungry,  and  forrowful,  and  poor, 

Upon  thy  word  myfelf  I  ftay  ; 
Into  thine  hands  my  All  refign, 
And  wait  till  all  thou  art  is  mine. 

HYMN 


PENETENTIAL.  2J 

H  Y  MfN    ;XX1V. 

i     TESUS,  if  ftill  ihou  art  to-day 

J      As  ycfterday  the  fame, 
Prefent  to  heal,  in  me  difplay 

The  virtue  of  thy  name. 

2  If  ftill  thou  go'ft  about  to  do 
Thy  needy  creatures  good, 

On  me,  that  I  thy  praife  may  fhew, 
Be  all  thy  wonders  ftiew'd, 

3  Now,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  call, 
Thy  miracles  repeat ; 

With  pitying  eyes  behold  me  fall 
A  leper  at  thy  feet. 

4  Loathfome,  and  foul,  and  felf-abhorr'd, 
I  fink  beneath  my  fin  ; 

But  if  thou  wilt,  a  gracious  word 
Of  thine  can  make  me  clean. 

5  Thou  feeft  me  deaf  to  thy  commands, 
Open,  O  Lord,  my  ear  ; 

Bid  me  ftretch  out  my  wither'd  hands, 
And  lift  them  up  in  pray'r. 

6  Silent,  (alas  .'  thou  know'ft  how  long) 
Mv  voice  1  cannot  raife  ; 

But  O  !  when  thou  fhaltloofe  my  tongue, 
The  dumb  fhall  fing  thy  praife, 

7  Lame  at  the  pool  I  ftill  am  found  : 
Give,  and  my  ftrength  employ  ; 

Light  as  a  hart  I  then  fhall  bound, 
The  lame  fhall  leap  for  joy. 

S  Blind  from  my  birth  to  light  and  thee, 
And  dark  I  am  within  ; 

B  z  Th«p 


28  Penitential." 

The  love  of  God  I  cannot  fee, 
The  finfulnefs  of  fin. 

9  But  thou,  they  fay,  art  palling  by, 
O  let  me  find  thee  near  ; 

Jefus,  in  mercy  hear  me  cry 
Thou  fon  of  David  hear. 

10  Long  have  I  waited  in  the  way, 
For  thee",  the  heav'nly  light  ; 

Command  me  to  be  brought,  and  fay,:    , 
Sinner,  receive  thy  fight. 

HYMN    XXV. 

i    TESUS,  lover  of  my  foul, 
J    Let  me  to  thy  bo  fern  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempeft  ItiK  is  high  j 
Hide  me.O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  ftorm  of  life  is  paft  ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

O  receive  me  foul  at  laft  ! 

I  Other  refuge  have  i  none, 

Hangs  my  helptefs  foul  on  thee  •  ] 
Leave, ah!  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  fupport  and  comfort  me  ; 
All  my  trufl  on  thee  is  ftay'd. 

All  my  help  from  thee  1  bring, 
Cover  my  defencelefs  head 

With  the  fliadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Chrift,  art  all  1  want. 
More  that  all  in  thee  I  find  ; 
Ratfe  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
Heal  che  fick,  and  lead  ihe  blind  : 


PENITENTIAL,  2^ 

Juft  and  holy  is  thy  name  ; 

I  am  all  unrighteoufnefs, 
Falfe,  and  full  of  fin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 
4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  fin  ; 
Let  the  healing  dreams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within, 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art,  ^ 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rile  to  all  eternity. 


o 


HYMN    XXVI. 

LOVE  divine,  how  fweet  thou  art  I 
When  ihall  1  find  my  living  heart 
AU  taken  up  by  thee  ? 

1  thirft,  1  faint,  1  die  to  prove 
The  greatnefs  of  redeeming  love. 

The  love  of  Chrift  to  me  ! 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell  j 
Its  riches  are  unfearchable  J 

The  firft-born  fons  of  light 
Defire  in  vain  its  depths  to  fee  ; 
']  hey  cannot  reach  the  myftery, 

The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God  ; 
O  that  it  now  were  fried  abroad 

In  this  poor  ftony  heart  !  ^ 
For  love  1  figh,  for  love  I  pine ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine  ! 

Be  mine  this  better  part  I 

B  3  4  O  that 


30  Pr.NITENTI  AL.1 

4  O  that  [  could  for  ever  fit. 
With  Mary  at  the  Matter's  feet  f 

Be  this  my  happy  choice  : 
My  only  care,  delight  and  blifs, 
My  joy,  my  heav'n  on  earth  be  this, 

To  hear  the  bridegroom's  voice  ! 

5  O  that  I  could,  with  favour'd  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  deaf  Redeemer's  breaft  I 
From  care,  and  fin,  and  forrow  free, 
Give  me;  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 

My  everlatling  reft  ? 

HYMN     XXVU. 

i      A  H  !  whither  mould  I  go, 

/"\     Burden'd,  and  fick,  and  faint  ? 
To  whom  mould  I  my  trouble  mow, 

And  pour  out  my  complaint  ? 
My  Saviour  bids  me  come, 

Ah  !    why  do  I  delay  ? 
He  calls  the  weary  finner  home, 

And  yet  from  him  I  flay. 

2  What  is  it  keeps  me  back, 
From  which  j  cannot  part  ? 

Which  will  not  let  my  Saviour  tak« 

Poffeffion  of  my  heart  ? 
Some  curfed  thing  unknown 

Muft  furely  lurk  within  j 
Some  Idol,  which  I  will  not  own, 

Some  fecret  bofom-fin. 

3  Jefu,  the  hind'rance  mow, 
Which  1  have  fear'd  to  fee  j 

Yet 


piNiTENrrAs  3* 

Yet  let  me  now  confentt^    know 

What  keeps  me  out  of  thee, 
Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 

Thy  trying  pow'r  difplay  ; 
Into  its  darkett  corners  fliine^ 

And  take  the  veil  away. 

4  I  now  believe,  in  thee 

Compaffion  reigns  alone  ; 
According  to  my  faith,  to  me 

O  let  it  Lord,  be  done  ! 
In  me  is  all  the  bar 

Which  thou  would'ft  fain  remove  5 
Remove  it,  and  I  mail  declare, 

That  God  is  only  love. 

HYMN     XXVIIT. 

1  RATHER  of  JefusChrift  the jufly  . 
P    My  Friend  and  Advocate  with  thee 

Pity  a  foul  that  fain  would  truft 

Jn  him  who  liv'd  and  dy'd  for  me  • 
But  only  thou  canft  make  him  known , 
And  in  my  heart  reveal  thy  fon . 

2  If,  drawn  by  thine  alluring  grace, 
My  want  of  living  faith  I  feel, 

Show  me  in  Chrift  thy  fmiling  face, 
,    What  flefh  and  blood  can  ne'er  reveal  ; 
Thy  co-etefnal  Son  difplay. 
And  call  my  darknefs  into  day. 

3  The  gift  unfpeakable  impart  ; 
Command  the  light  of  faith  to  i"hine i 

To  mine  in  my  dark  drooping  heart, 

And  fill  me  with  the  life  divine  : 
Now  bid  the  new  creation  be  : 
O  God,  let  there  be  faith  in  me. 

HYMN 


jZ  PENITINTIAL. 

HYMN      XXIX, 

i   f\  JESUS  my  hope, 

V-J  For  me  offer'd  up, 
Who  with  clamour  purfu'd  thee  to  Calvary's 
top : 
The  blood  thou  haft  Hied, 
For  me  let  it  plead, 
And  declare  thou  haft  dy'd  in  the  murderer's 
ftead. 

2  Now,  now  let  me  know 
Its  virtue  below : 

Let  it  warn  me,  and  I  ftiall  be  whiter  than- 
fnow. 
Let  it  hallow  my  heart. 
And  thoroughly  convert, 
And  make  ine.O  Lord,  in  the  world  as  thou 
art. 

3  Each  moment  apply'd. 
My  Weaknefs  to  hide, 

Thy  blood  be  upon  me,  and  always  abide: 

Mv  advocate  prove 

With  the  Father  above, 
And  fpeak  me  at  laft  to  the  throne  of  thy  love 

HYMN       XXX. 
I    f^OME,  holy  celeftial  Dove, 

V^   To  vifit  a  forrowful  breaft, 
My  burthen  of  guilt  to  remove, 

And  bring  me  aflurance  and  reft  : 
Thou  only  haft  pow'r  to  relieve 

Afmner  o'erwhelm'd  with  his  load; 
The  fenfe  of  acceptance  to  give, 

And  fpr inkle  his  heart  with  thy  blood. 

*  2    With 


PENETENTIAL  33 

2  Wiih  me  if  ofsold  thoti  haft  ftrove, 
~  And  ftrangely  with-held  from  me  fin 
And  try'd,  Vjy  the  lure  of  thy  love, 

My  worthlef?  affe&ions  to  win  ; 
The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive, 

Thy  utter  moil:  mercy  exert  j 
And  kindly  continue  to  ftrive, 

Nor  hold  till  I  yield  thee  my  heart.1 

3  Thy  call  if  I  ever  have  known. 
And  figh'd  from  myfelf  to  get  free  i 

And  groan'd  the  unfpeakable  groan, 
And  long'd  to  be  happy  in  thee  : 

Fulfil  the  imperfect  deftre, 

Thy  peace  to  my  conscience  reveal. 

The  lenfe  of  thy  favour  infpire, 
And  give  me  my  pardon  to  feel  ! 

4  If  when  I  had  out  thee  to  grief, 
And  madly  to  folly  return'd, 

Thy  pitty  hath  been  my  relief, 
And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'd: 

Moft  pitiful  f  pirit  of  grace, 
Relieve  me  again,  and  reftore  % 

My  f pirit  in  holinefs  raife, 
To  fall  and  to  fufFef  no  more. 

5  If  now  J  lament  after  God, 

And  gafp'd  for  a  drop  of  thy  love, 
If  Jefus  hath  bought  thee  with  blood 

For' me  to  receive  from  above  ; 
Come,  heavenly  Comforter,  come, 

True  witnefs  of  mercy  divine, 
And  make  me  thy  permanent  home, 

And  feal  me  eternally  thine  ! 

HYMN 


54  PENITENTIAL. 

HYMN     XXXI, 

1  PTAY,  thou  infulted  fpirit,  flay, 

O  Tho'  I  have  done  thee  fuch  defpite  ; 
Nor  cad  the  Tinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlaiting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  mod  unfaithful  been, 
Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  receivd, 

Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  feen, 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  griev'd. 

3  Yet,  O  !   the  chief  of  finners  fpare, 
In  honour  of  my  great  High  Prieft, 

Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  fwear 

T'  .exclude  me  from  thy  people's  reft. 

4  If  yet  thou  canft  my  fins  forgive, 
From  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes  ; 

Into  thy  r£.ft  of  love  receive, 

And  blefs  me  with  the  calm  repofe. 

5  From  now  my  weary  foul  releafe, 
Up-raife  me  with  thy  gracious  hand, 

And  guide  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  thy  promis'd  land. 

HYMN     XXXII.' 

I   "\  T  7EARY  of  wand'ring  from  my  God, 
V  V     And  now  made  willing  to  return, 
I  hear,  and  bow  me  to  the  rod. 

For  thee,  not  without  hope,  I  mourn  ; 
I  have  an  advocate  above, 
A  friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 

2  O  Tefus 


PENITENTIAL.  3$ 

2  O  Jefu',  full  of  truth  and  grace  ; 
More  feiH  of  grace  than  I  of  fin, 

Yet  once  again  I  feek  thy  face, 

Open  thine  anus  and  take  me  in, 
And  freely  my  backfli dings  heal, 
And  love  the  faithlefs  finner  ftill. 

3  Thou  know'it.  the  way  to  bring  me  back, 
My  fallen  fpirit  to  reftore  ; 

O !   for  thy  truth  and  mercy's  fake, 
Forgive  and  bid  me  fin  no  more  .' 
The  ruins  of  my  foul  repair, 
And  make  my  heart  a  houfe  of  pray'r. 

4  Ah  !  give  me,  Lord,  the  tender  heart, 
That  trembles  at  th'  approach  of  fin  ! 

A  godly  fear  of  fin  impart ; 

Implant  and  root  it  deep  within  I 
That  I  may  dread  thy  gracious  pow'r. 
And  never  dare  offend  th.ee  more. 

HYMN     XXXIII. 

i   nrO  the  haven  of  thy  breaft, 

-L     O  Son  of  man,  I  fly. 
Be  my  refuge  and  my  reft. 

For  O  the  ftorm  is  high  ! 
Save  me  from  the  furious  blafi, 

A  covert  from  the  tempefl.  be  j 
Hide  me,  Jefus,  till  o'erpaft 
The  florin  of  fin  1  fee. 

2  Welcome'as  the  water-fpring 

To  a  dry  and  barren  place  :    ' 
O  defcend  on  me.  and  bring 

Thy  iweet  refreihing-gracs; 


g6  PENITENTIAL." 

O'er  a  parch'd  and  weary  land, 
As  a  great  rock  extends  its  made, 

Hide  me.  Saviour,  with  thine  hand, 
And  fkreen  my  naked  head, 

3  In  the  time  of  my  diftrefs, 
Thou  haft  my  fuccour  been, 

In  my  utter  helpleflnefs, 

Reftraining  me  from  fin  ; 
O  how  fwiftly  didft  thou  move, 

To  fave  me  in  the  trying  hour  I 
Still  protect  me  with  thy  love, 

And  ihield  me  with  thy  pow'r. 

4  Firft  and  laft  in  me  perform, 
The  work  thou  haft  begun  ; 

Be  my  ihelter  from  the  ftorm, 

My  fhaddow  from  the  fun  : 
Let  me  hang  upon  my  God, 

Till  t  thy  perfect  glory  fee, 
Till  the  fprinklingof  thy  blood 

Shall  fpeak  me  up  to  thee. 

HYMN     XXXIV. 
I   f\  Thou  that  hear'ft  when  finners  cry, 

KJ  Tho'  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  me  now  with  angry  look. 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 
2.  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  foul  averfe  to  fin  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  prefence  from  my  heart; 
3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 
Call  out  and  baniiii'd  from  thy  fight  * 

Tke 


PENITENTIAL.  37 

The  fav'mg  ftrength,  O  Lord,  reftore, 
And  guard  me  that  1  fall  no  more. 

4  Tho'  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  dill  afford  :  ; 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  My  foul  lies  humbled  in  the  dud. 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  fentence  juft  : 
Look  down,  O  Lord(  with  pitying  eye, 
And  fave  the  foul  condemn'd  to  die, 

6  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways? 
Sinners  fhall  learn  thy  fov'reign  grace  ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  fhall  praife  a  pard'ning  God. 

7  O  may  thy  love  infpire  my  tongue. 
Salvation  fhall  be  all  my  fong  ; 

And  all  my  pow'rs  fhall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord,  my  ftrength  and  fighteoufnefs. 


o 


HYMN     XXXV. 

That  !  could  my  Lord  receive. 
Who  did  the  world  redeem  t 


Who  gave  his  life,  that  I  might  live 
A  life  conceal  d  in  him. 

2  O  that  I  could  the  bleiTing  prove* 
My  heart's  extreme  defire  ; 

Live  happy  in  my  Saviour's  love, 
And  in  his  arms  expire  ! 

3  Mercy  I  afk  to  feal  my  pesce. 
That,  kept  by  mercy's  pow  r, 


3&  PENITENTIAL. 

I  may  from  ev'ry  evil  ceafe, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more  ! 

4  Now,  if  thy  gracious  will  it  be,. 
Ev'n  now  my  fins  remove, 

And  fet  my  foul  at  liberty 
By  thy  victorious  love. 

5  In  anfwer  to  ten  thoufand  pray'r*, 
Thou  pardning  God  defcend, 
Number  me  with  lalvation's  heirs, 

My  fins  and  troubles  end. 

6  Nothing!  afk,  or  want  befide 
Of  all  in  earth  or  heav'n  -t 

Bu:  let  me  feel  thy  blood  apply'd. 
And  live,  and  die  iorgiv'n. 

H  Y   M  N      XXXVI. 
i    T^V'- COPING  foul  make  off  thy  fear.%. 

\i_J  Feariul  foul,  be  ilrong,  be  bald  ; 
"i  arry  'ill  the  Lord  appears., 

Never;  never  quit  thy  hold.;. 
Murmur  not  at  his  delav. 

Dare  .not  fet  thy  God  a  time. 
Camly  for  his  coming  ftay. 

Leave  it,  leave  it  all  io  him. 
2  Fainting  (oul,-'bs  bold,  be  ttrong  ; 

Wait  the  leiiure  of  thy  Lord  ; 
Though  it  feem  to  tarry  long. 

1  rue  and  iaithiul  is  his  word  : 
On  his  word  my  foul  1  call, 

(lie. cannot  hiinfelf  deny) 
buiely  it  iliall  fpeak  at  laft  ; 

It  ihaii  fpeak,  and iliali  uotlye. 

3  Ev'r" 


PENITENTIAL.  $9 

3  EvYy  one  that  feeks  {hall  find  i 
Ev'ry  one  that  afks  lKali  have  : 

Cbrift,  the  Saviour  of  mankinds- 
Willing,  able  all  to  fave. 

1  {hall  his  falvation  fee, 
I  in  faith  on  Jefus  call, 

1  from  fm  fhall  be  fet  free, 
Perfectly  fet  free  from  all. 

3  Lord,  my  time  i<  in  thine  hand, 

Weakandhelplefsas  I  am, 
Surely  thou  canft  make  me  ftand  ; 

1  believe  in  Jefu's   name  : 
Saviour  in  temptation  thou, 

Thou  halt  fav'd  me  heretofore, 
Thou  from  fm  doft  fave  me  now  ; 

'Ihou  ihalt  fave  me  evermore. 

HYMN     XXXVII. 

1  -fTTHY  fhould  the  children  of  a  king 

W     Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  comforter,  defcend  and  bring, 
The  tokens  of  thy  grace ! 

2  Doft  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  faints, 
And  feal  the  heirs  of  heav'n  ? 

.When  wilt  thou  b-wifh  my  complaints, 
And  fhew  my  fins  forgiv'n. 

3  Affure  my  conference  of  her  part 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 

.And  bear  thy  witnefs  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

C  z  4  Thou 


4°  PENITENTIAL. 

4  Thou  art  the  earned  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  coine  ; 
May  thy  blelt  wings,  celeftial  Dove, 

Safely  convey  me  home. 

M  y  m  n  xxxvnr. 

1  \AY  drow{y  Pow'i"s,  why  fkep  ve  fo  ? 
1VJL     Awake,  my  fluggifla  foal  i 

Nothing  hath  half  thy  work  to  do  5 
Yet  nothing's  half 'fo  dull. 

2  Go  to  the  ants :  for  one  poor  gram, 
See  how  they  toil  andOrive  ; 

Yet  we,  who  have  a  heavu  t'  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live! 

3  We  for  whofe  fake  all  nature  (lands, 
And  ftar>  their  courfes  move  ; 

We  for  whofe  guards  the  an M  bands, 
Come  flying  from  above :" 

4  We  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  dowa. 
And  labourd    for  our  good 

How  carelefs  to  fecure  that  crown 
He  purcha-M  with  his  blood  ! 

5  Lord,  flail  we  live  fo  fluggiih  ill;., 
And  never  act  our  part-  ?°° 

Come,  Holy  Dove,  from  the  heav'nly  hi'h  . 
And  warm  our  frozen  hearts. 

6  Give  us  with  active  warmth  to  m>.v^ 
With  vig'rous  fouls  to  rife, 

With  hands  of  faith,  and  wings  of  love 
To  dy  and  take  the  prze. 


PETITION.  41 

PETITION. 


HYMN     XXXIX. 
1  TJ  APPY  foal,  that  free  from  barms, 
X~l    Refts  within  his  Shepherd's  arms  I 
Who  his  quiet  mal!  moleft  ? 
Who  fhall  violate  his  reft  ? 
Jefus  doth  his  fpirit  bear, 
Jefus  takes  his  ev'ry  care  ; 
He  who  found  the  wand'ring  iheep, 
Jefus  ftill  delights  to  keep. 

%  O  that  I  might  fo  believe, 
Stedfaftly  to  Jefus  cleave  ; 
On  his  holy  love  rely, 
Smile  at  the  deftroyer  nigh  ; 
Free  from  fin  and  lervile  fear, 
Have  my  Jefus  ever  near  ; 
All  his  care  rejoice  to  prove, 
All  his  paradife  of  love. 

3  Jefus,  feek  thy  wand'ring  fheep, 
Bring  me  back,  and  lead,  and  keep: 
Take  on  thee  my  ev'ry  care  ; 

Bear  me — on  thy  bofom  bear. 
Let  me  know  my  fhep herd's  voice, 
More  and  more  in  thee  rejoice  ; 
More  and  more  of  thee  receive, 
Ever  in  thy  fpirit  live. 

4  Live,  till  all   thy  life  I  know, 
Perfect  through  my  Lord  below  ; 
»"5Iad!y  then  from  earth  remove, 
Gatliex'd  to  the  fold  above  5 

C  3  O  that 


42  PETITION, 

O  that  T  at  laft  may  ftand 
W  =  th  the  fheep  at  thy  right  hand : 
'!  ake  the  crown  fo  freely  giv'n, 
Enter  in  by  thee  in  heav'n. 

HYMN      XL. 

i    TV  yTAKER,  Saviour  of  mankind, 

IVi   Who  haft  on  me  beftow'd, 
An  immortal  foul,  dcfign'd 

To  be  the  h^ufe  of  God  ! 
•Come,  and  now  refide  in  me, 

Never,  never  to  remove, 
Make  me  juft,  and  good,  like  thee, 

And  full  of  power  and  love. 

2  Bid  me  in  thy  image  rife, 
A  faint,  a  creature  new  : 

True,  and  merciful,  and  wile. 

And  pure  and  happy  too. 
This  thy  primitive  defign, 

That  I  fliould  in  thee  be  bVt.  g 
Should  within  thy  arms  divine 

For  ever,  ever  reft 

3  Let  thy  will  on  me  be  done  ; 
Fulfil  my  heart's  defire, 

Thee  to  know,  and  Jove  alone. 

And  rife  in  raptures  higher  ; 
Then  descending  on  a  cloud. 

When  with  raviftid  eves  I  fee  ; 
Then  I  (hall  be  fill'd  with  God 

To  all  eternity  • 

HYJVIM 


TKTlTIOtf.  43 

t 

HYMN      XLT. 
j    f~\  ODof  my  falvation,  hear, 
VJJ"     And  help  me  to  believe  ; 
Sin  ply  do'l  row  dr?w  rear, 

Thy  bleffing  to  receive  . 
Full  of  guilt,  alas  !   I  am, 
;But  to  thy  wounds  for  re'uge  flee  : 
Friend'fo  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  ihed  for  me. 
-2  Standing  row  as  r.ewly-flain, 
To  th'ee  1  lift  mine  eve, 
Balm  r  f  all  my  grief  and  pain, 
-■Thy- blood'  is  always  nigh  : 
Now,  as  yefterday  the  farne\ 
Thou  art,  and  wilt  for  ever  be  , 
.FrienoLto  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 
Thy  blood, was  fhedfor  me. 
3  Nothing  have  I,  Lord,  to  pay, 
Not  can  thv  grace  procure, 
Empty,  fend.fne  not  away, 

For  I,  thou  know'it,  am  poor? 
Duft  and  afhes  re  my  name 
Mv  all  is  fin  and  mifery  : 

Friend  to  finners,  fpotlefs. Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  ilied  for  me. 
4  No  good  word,  or  work,  or  thought. 
Bring  1  to  bay  thy  grace  : 
Pardon"  1  accept  unbought. 
Thy  proffer  I  embrace  : 
Coming,  as  at  firft  I  came. 
To  take  and  not  beftow  on  thee  : 
>  riend  of  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  ihed  for  me. 

C  4  5  Saviour 


44  PETITION. 

5  Saviouf  from  thy  wounded  fide 
I  never  will  depart, 
Here  will  I  my  fpirit  hide, 

When  I  am  pure  in  heart, 
Till  my  place  above  I  claim 
This  only  fhall  be  all  my  plea. 
Friend  of  Tinners,  fpotlefs  Limb 
Thy  blood  was  Ihed  for  me. 

HYMN    XLII. 
i    /^1  OMl  ,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  rejoice 

0Vl1        hoPe  lhat  ]  ^^  hear  ^y   voice 
bnail  one  day  fee  mv  God, 

Shall I  ceafe  from  all  m/fin  and  ftrife, 

handle  and  laite  the  word  of  life, 

And  feel  the  fpwnkled  blood. 

2  I  mall  not  always  make  my  moan, 
IN'or  wor/hip  thee  a  God  unknown, 

out  I  mall  live  to  prove 
T hy  people's  reft,  and  faints'  delight, 
i  ne  length,  and  breadth,  and  depth  and 
height, 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

3  Rejoicing  now  in  earned  hope, 

1  hand,  and  from  the  mountain  top 

>eall  the  land  below  : 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rife, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  paradile, 

In  endlefs  plenty  grow. 

4  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Tavour'd  with  God's  peculiar  fmile, 

With  every  blefiing  bleft  : 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  righteoufnef?, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfed  peace, 

And  everlafting  reft.  5  O  that 


PETITION.  45 

K  O  that  I  might  at  once  go  tsp, 
No  more  on  thjs  fide  Jordan  rlop, 

But  now  the  land  pofiefs, 
This  moment  end  my  lega]  years, 
Sorrows,  and  ii»s,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 

And  howling  wildernefs  ! 

6  Now,  O  my  jofhua,  bring  me  in, 
Caft  out  thy  foes,  the  inbred  fin, 

The  carnal  mind  remove, 
The  purchafe  of  thy  death  divide^ 
And  O  with  all  the  fanctifted. 

Give  me  a  lot  of  love! 

HYMN      XLIII. 

3   /*"">  CD  cf  all  grace  and  ma  jell  f% 

VJT      bupremely  great  and  good, 
If  1   have  mercy  found  with  thee, 

Through   the  atoning  blo^d  ; 
The  guard  cf  ail  thv  mercies  give, 

And  to  my  pardon  join 
/i  fear,  left  i  fhould  ever  grieve 

Thy  gracious  Sp'rit  divine. 

1  If  mercy  is  indeed  with  thee., 

May  1  obedient  prove, 
Nor  e'er  abufe  my  liberty, 

Or  fin  againfl  thy  love  : 
This  choiceft  fruit  of  faith  befto*/ 

On  a  poor  fojourner  j 
And  let  me  pafs  my  days  below 

In  humblcnefs  and  fear*. 

C  5    '  3  Still 


46  PETITTOK. 

3  Still  may  I  walk  as  in  thy  figlit, 

My  ftrict  obferver  lee  ; 
And  thou  by  rev'rent  love  unite 

My  childlike  heart  to  thee  : 
Still  let  me,  till  my  days  are  pair. 

At  Jefus  feet  abide  ; 
So  fhall  he  lift  me  up  at  lad, 

And  feat  me  by  his  lide. 

hymn  jfcuy. 

1  T    want  a  principle  within, 
•*-     Of  jealous  godly  fc^r, 

A  fenfibility  of  fin, 

A  pain  to  feel  it  near. 

2  That  1  from  thee  no  more  mar  part. 
No  mere  thy  goodneis  grieve, 

The  filial  awe,  ihc  flefhy  heart, 
The  tender  .  'rucience  give. 

3  Quick  a?  the  apple  of  an  eye, 
O  God,  my  cor.fc;c;  ce  make-; 

Awake  my  foul,  when  iin  is  nig  , 
And  keep  it  (till  awai.e. 

4  If  to  'he  right  or  left  I  ilray. 
That  moment,  lord,  reprove  ; 

And  let  me  weep  my  !  f e  away, 
For  having  griev'd  thy  love. 

5  O  may  rl  •  leaft  oiniffioti  pain 
My  v    14  inllrudked  fo'j!, 

Aad       •    me  to  the  blood  again; 
V  .  takes  the  wounded  whole. 


HYMN 


PETITION,  4? 

H  Y  M  N    XLV. 
i    ]y  /TY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
I V X     To  thee,  to  thee  i  call  4 

1  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 

For  thou  art  ail  in  a)L 

2  Thy  fhining  grace  can  cheer 
This  dungeon  where  I  dwell  ; 

Tis.paradife  when  thou  art  here  ; 
If  thou  depart 'tis  hell 

3  The  failings  of  thy  face, 
How  amiable  they  are  , 

'Ti>  beav'n  to  reft  in  thine  embrace, 
And  no  where  elfe  but  there. 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone. 
The  angels  owe  their .biifs  ; 

Thev  lit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 

And  dwell  where  jefus  is. 
^  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make a'heav'nl y  place, 
If  God  his  refidence  retrieve, 

Or  but  corcea!  his  face.' 
6  Nor  earth,  nor  ?M  thei>y? 

Can  one  delight  afford  ; 
No.  not  one  drop  of  real  joy, 

Without  thy  prdt-rce,  Lord, 

7   Thou  art  the  fea  of -love, 

Where  all  my  pleafurei  roll; 
The  circle  where  my  pi  (5 ?>s  move, 

&ad  centre  of  my  &&$. 

,8  To 


4&  PETITION. 

8  To  thee  my  fpirits  fly 

With  infinite  defire : 
And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie  ? 

Dear  Jefus,  raife  me  higher. 

HYMN     XLVI. 

i    TESUS,  come,  thou  hope  of  glory  j 

J    Fortify  me,  that  I 
May  with  faints  above  adore  thee. 

2  Big  with  earneft  expectation, 
Still  1  fit  at  thy  feet, 

Longing  for  falvation. 

3  My  poor  heart  youchfafe  to  dwell    ij^ 
Make  me  thine,  Love  divine, 

By  thy  fpirit's  iealing. 

4  Thou  haft  laid  the  fure  foundation 
Of  my  hope,  build  me  up  ; 

Finiih  thy  creation. 

5  From  this  inbred  fin  deliver  • 
Let  the  yoke  now  be  broke, 

Make  me  thine  for  ever. 

6  Partner  of  thy  perfett  nature 
Let  me  be,  now  in  thee, 

A  new  fpotlefs  creature. 

?  Perfect  when  I  walk  before  thee, 

Soon  or  late,  then  tranflate 
To  the  realms  of   glory. 

HYMN    XLVII. 
I   T  Thirft,  thou  wounded  Lsmb  of  God, 

*    To  warn  me  in  thy  cleanfing  blood  : 
To  dwell  within  thy  wounds:   then  pain 
Is  fweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 

2  Take 


PETITION,  49 

2  Take  my  poor  heart,  and  let  it  be 
For  ever  clos'd  to  all  but  thee  i 

Seal  thou  my  breaft,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there. 

3  How  bleft  are  they  who  ftill  abide 
Clofe  flielter'd  in  thy  bleeding  fide  ? 
Who  life  and  ftrength  from  thence  derive, 
And  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  live! 

4  What  are  our  works  but  fin  and  death, 
Till  thou  thy  quick'ning  fpirit  breathe  : 
Thou  gir'ft  the  pow'r  thy  grace  to  move* 

0  wond'rous  grace*  O  boundlefs  love  ! 

5  How  can  it  be,  thou  heavnly  king, 
That  thou  mouldft  us  to  glory  bring  ? 
JVlake   flaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Deck'd  with  a  never-fading  crown  ? 

6  Hence  our  hearts  melt,  cur  eyes  o'erflcW; 
Our  words  are  loft  :  nor  will  we  know, 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  Deride, 

"  My  Lord*  my  Love  is  crucify 'a  ;' 

7  Ah  Lord  !   enlarge  our  fcanty  thought, 

1  o  know  the  wonders  thou  hail  wrought ! 
Unloofe  our  ftamm  ring  tongue  to  tell 

'1  hy  love  immenfe,  uni earchable  ! 

8  Firft-born  of  many  brethren  thou, 
To  thee,  lo  !  all  our  fouls  we  bow  ; 
To  thee  our  hearts  and  hands  we  give 
1  bine  may  we  die,  thine  may  we  live. 


$Q  PZ  TITIAN..- 

HYRJ  N    XLVIII. 

i   O  AVIOUR,  the  world's  and  mine; 

^  Was  ever  grief  like  thine  I 
Thou  my  pain,  my  curfe  haft  took, 

All  my  fins  were  laid  on  thee  ; 
Help  me,  Lord,  to  thee  1  look; 

Draw  me,  Saviour,  after  thee. 

2  To  love  is  all  my  wifli, 
I  only  live  for  this : 

Grant  me,  Lord,  my  heart's  defire, 
Thereby  faith  for  ever  dwell ; 

This!  always  will  require, 
Thee,  and  only  thee  to  feel. 

3  Thy  pow'r  I  pant  to  prove, 
Rooted  and  nVd  in  love  ; 

Strengthen'd  by  thy  ipirit's  might, 

Wife  to  fathom  things  divine, 
What  the  length,  and  breadth  and  height. 

What  the  depth  of  love  like  thine. 

4  Ah  !  give  me  this  to  know, 
With  all  thy  faints  below  ; 

Swells  my  foul  to  compafs  thee  ; 

Gafps  in  thee  to  live  and  move  ; 
Fill'd  with  all  the  Deity, 

All  immers'd  and  loft  in'love  ! 

HYMN     XUX. 

i    T'ESUS,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord, 
xf      Thy  blefling  we  implore, 

Open  the  door  to  preach  the  word, 
The  ^reat,  effectual  door. 

2  Gfathe: 


PETITION*.  5* 

2  -Gather  the  ou»cafb  in,  and  fave 
From  fin  and  Sat&n's  po\y'r  1 

-And  iet  rhem  now  acceptance  have, 
And  know  the  gracious  hour. 

3  Lover  of  louls,  thou  know'ft  to  prize 
What  thou  hall  bought  fo  d-ar  ; 

Come  then,  and  in  thy  people's  eves 
With  all  thy  wounds  appear  ! 

4  Appear,  as  when  of  ©Id  confeffc 
The  luff  ring  Son  of  God  ; 

And  let  them  fee  thee  in  thy  \ek 
But  newiy  dipt  in  blood. 

5  The  (tony  from  their  hearts  remove, 
Thou,  who  for  all  haft  dy'd  ;' 

Shew  them  the  tokens  of  thv  love, 
Thv  feet,  tny  hands,   thy  fide  ! 

6  Thv  feet,  were  nai  I'd  to  yonder  tree, 
To  trample  down  their  fin  ; 

Thy  hands  "hey  ail  ftretch  d  out  may  fee, 
To  take  thy  murd'rers  in. 

7  7  hy  fide  an  open  fountain  is, 
Vv  here  all  may  freely  go, 

And  drink  the  living  ftreams  of  blifs, 
And  waiTi  them  white  as  fnow. 

8  Ready  thou  art  the  blood  t'  apply, 
And  prove  the  record  true  j 

And  aii  thy  wounds  to  finners  ctj% 
,    ?  i  itafer  this  for  you  V* 

HYMN 


52  PETITION. 

HYMN       L. 

i   /~\  GOD,  our  help  in  ages  pad, 
V-/     Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 

Our  fhelter  from  the  ftormy  blaft, 
And  our  eternal  home . 

2  Under  the  fhadow  of  thv  throne 
Still  may  we  dwell  fecure  j 

Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  fure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  flood, 
Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 

From  everlarting  thou  art  Gcd, 
To  endlefs  years  the  fame. 

4  A  thoufand  ages  in  thy  light 
Are  like  an  ev'ning  gons  ; 

Short  as  the  watch  that  endbthe  night. 
Before  the  riling  fun. 

5  The  bufy  tribe  of  fkfri  and  bleed, 
W  ith  all  their  cares  and  fears, 

Are  carry'd  downward  by  the  flooa, 
And  loft  in  following  years. 

6  Time,  like  an  ever  rolling  dream, 
Bears  all  its  fons  away  ; 

They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  op'ning  day. 

7  O  God  J   our  help  in  ages  patt, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  mall  laft, 
And  our  perpetual  home,, 


hymn 


PETITION.  53 

HYMN     LT. 
i    f^  OME,  let  us  anew, 

^>   Our  journey  purfue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  itand  ftill  tijl  the  Mafter  appear, 
His  adorable  will, 
Let  us  gladly  fulhl, 
And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labour  of 
love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream, 
Our  time  as  a  ftreaixi. 

Glides  fwiftly  away, 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refufes  to  (lay  ; 
The  arrow  is  flown, 
The  moment  is  gone  j 
The  millennial  year 
Rufhes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 

3  O  that  each,  in  the  day 
Of  his  coming,  may  fay, 

M  I  have  fought  my  way  thro', 
I  have  finifh'd  the  work  thou  didft  give  me 
to  do  " 

O  that  each  from  his  Lord, 
May  receive  the  glad  word, 
"Well  and  faithfully  done! 
f  Enter  into  my  joy  and  fit  down  on  my 
•*  throne." 

HYMN      LU. 
i   T    EADER  of  faithful  fouls,  and  guide 

1   j     Of  all  that  travel  to  the  Iky, 
Come  and  with  us,  ev'n  us  abide, 

Who  would  on  thee  alone  rely  ; 
On  thee  alone  our  fpirit  flay, 
While  held  in  life's  uneven  way. 


54  PETITION. 

2  Strangers  and  pilgrims  here  below, > 
This  earth  we  know  is  not  our  place, 

And  halten  through  the  vale  of  woe, 

And  reftlefs  to  behold  thy  face  ; 
Swift  to  our  heavsnly  couniry move, 
Our  everlaiting  home  above. 

3  We've  no  abiding  city  here, 
But  feek  a  city  out  of  fight. 

Thither  our  (teady  courfe  we  (leer, 
Afpiring  to  the  plains  of  light ;; 
Jeruialem,  the  faints'  abode. 
Whofe  founder  is  the  living  God. 

4  Patient  th*  appointed  race  to  run. 
This  weary  world  we.caft  behind, 

prom  ftrength  to  ftrength  we  travel  on, 

The  new  Jerufalem  to  find  , 
Our  labour  this,  our  only  aim, 
To  find  the  New  Jerufalem. 

5  Thro'  thee,  who  all  our  fins  haft  borne, 
Freely  and  gracioufly  forgiv'n, 

With  fongs  to  Zion  we  return, 

Contending  for  our  native  heav'n  ; 
That  palace  of  our  glorious  King, 
We  find  it  nearer  while  we  fing. 

9  Rais'd.by  the  breath  cf  love  divine, 

V/e  urge  our  way  with  ftrength  renew- d, 
The  church  of  the    firft-born   to  join, 

We  travel  to  the  mount  of  God  , 
With  joy  upon  our  heads  arife, 
And  meet  our  Captain  in  the  .Ikies, 

HYMN" 


PETITION. 


So 


HYMN    LIIT. 
i    CON  of  God,  if  thy  free  grace 

v->      Again  hath  rais'd  me  up, 
CalPd  mejtill  to  feek  thy  face, 

And  giv'n  me  back  my  hope  : 
StHl  thy  timely  help  afford, 

And  all  thy  loving^  kindnefs  fhow: 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  lord. 

And  never  let  me  go. 

2  By  me,  O  my  Saviour,  {fond 
In  fore  temptation's  hour  ! 

Save  me  with  ihiiie  out-flretch'd  hand, 
And  ffiew  forth  all  thy  pow'r: 

O  be  mindful  of  thy  word, 

Thy  all-fufficient  grace  beftow  : 

Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 
And  never  let  me  go. 

3  Give  me,  Lord,  a  holy  fear, 
And  fix  it  in  my  heart, 

That  [  ,may  from  evil  near, 

,  With  fpeedy  -care  depart* 
Sin  be  more  than  hell  abhor'd  : 

Till  thou  deftroy  thy  tyrant  f<fe, 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord,' 
And  never  let  me  go. 

4  Never  le>  me  leave  rhy  breaft, 
From  the^e,  my  Saviour  ftray  ♦ 

Thou  art  my  iuppnrt  and  reit., 

My    true  and  living  way  i 
My   >  xceeding  great  reward, 

in  heav'n  above,  and  earth  below  : 
;Ke-p  me  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 

HYMN 


56  PETITION. 

HYMN    L1V. 

1  TT    OKD,  and  is  thine  anger  gone  ? 
1    j     And  art  thou  pacify 'd  ? 

After  all  that  I  have  done, 

Doft  thou  no  longer  chide  ? 
Infinite  thy  mercies  are  ; 

Beneath  the  weight  I  cannot  move, 
O  'tis  more  than  1  can  bear, 

The  fenfe  of  pard'ning  love. 

2  Let  it  ftill  my  heart  conftrain, 
And  all  my  paffions  fway  ; 

Keep  me,  leit  1  turn  again 

Out  of  the  narrow  way  : 
Force  my  vi'lence  to  be  ftill, 

And  captivate  my  ev'ry  thought ; 
Charm  and  melt,  and  change  my  will. 

And  frring  me  down  to  nought. 

3  If  I  have  begun  once  more 
1  hy  fweet  return  to  feel  ; 

If  even  now  I  find  thy  pow'r 

Prefent  my  foul  to  heal : 
Still  and  <juiet  may  1  be^ 

Nor  ilruggle  out  of  thine  embrace  j 
"Never  more  refill  or  fly 

From  thy  purfuing  grace. 

4  To  the  crofs,  thine  altar,  bind 
Me  with  the  cords  of  love  $ 

Freedom  let  me  never  find 

From  my  dear  Lord  to  move  : 
That  I  never,  never  more 

May  with  my  much-lov'd  Mailer  part. 
To  the  polls  01  mercy's  door 

O  naii  my  willing  heart. 

5  See 


PETITION.  57 

5  See  my  utter  help lefThefs, 
And  leave  me  not  alone  ; 

0  preferve  in  perfect  peace. 
And  feal  me  for  thine  own  I 

More  and  more  thyfelf  reveal, 
Thy  prefence  let  me  always  find  5 

Comfort,  and  confirm,  and  heal* 
My  feeble,  fin -lick  mind. 

6  As  the  apple  of  an  eye 
Thy  weakeft  fervant  keep  ; 

Help  me  at  thy  feet  to  lie, 

And  there  for  ever  v/eep  : 
Tears  of  joy  mine  eyes  o'erflow*, 

That  I  've  an  hope  of  heav'n  j 
Much  of  love  I  ©ught  to  know, 

For  IVe  had  much  forgiv'n. 

HYMN    LV. 

1  'Tp  HEE  will  I  love,  my  itrength,  my 

X  tow'r, 

The*  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown, 
Thee  will  [  love  with  all  my  pow'r, 

In  sll  my  work,  and  thee  alone. 
Thee  will  1  love,  till  the  pure  fire 
Fill  my  whole  foul  with  chaite  defire. 

z    Ah  !  why  did  1  fo  late  thee  know, 
Thee,  lovelier  than  the  ions  of  men  ? 

Ah  !  why  did  I  no  foonergo 
To  thee,  the  only  eafe   in  pain  ? 

Afham'd  l  figh  and  inly    mourn, 

That  1  fo  late  to  thee  did  turn. 

3  In  darknefs  willingly  I  ftray'd 

1  fou-iuthee,  yet'irom  thee  I  rov'd  : 

Far 


5^  PETITION, 

Fur  wide  my  wand'ring  thoughts  were 
fpread, 
Thy  creatures  more  than  thee  I  lov'd, 
And  now  if  more  at  length  I  fee, 
*Tis  thro*  thy  light,  and  comes  from  thee. 

4  I  thank  thee,  uncreated  Sun, 

That  thy  bright  beams  on  me  have  fliin'd  ; 
1  thank  thee,  who  halt  overthrown 

Mv  foes,  and  heal'd  my  wounded  mind  : 
I  thank  thee,  whofe  enliv'ning  voice 
Bids  my  free  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 

5  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  race, 
Nor  iuffer  me  again  to  lr.ray  ; 

Strenghtenmy  feet  with  fteady  pace, 
.     Still  to  prefs  forward  in  thv  way  ; 
fyly  foul  and  fleih,  O  Lord  of  mgk  ! 
Fill,  fatiate  with  heav'nly  light  ! 

H  Y  M  N     LVI. 

1  TNFINIT.Z,  unexhauftcd  Love! 
i-     Jelus  and  love  are  one  ; 

If  ft  ill  lo  me  thy  bowels  move, 
They  are^rellrain'd  to  none. 

2  What  fhall  I  do  my  god  to  Love.' 

My  loving  god  to  prarie  ? 
The  length,  and  breath  and  heighih  to  prove* 
And  depth  of  fov'reign  grace? 

3  '!  hy  fov'reign  grace  to  ail  extends, 
Immenfe  and  unconhVd  ? 

From  age  to  age  it  never  ends, 
*     Jt  reaches  aHjuankind. 

4  Throughout  the  world  its  breath  U  known, 
-VYjds  ai  infinity  j 


PETITION.  59 

Co  wide,  it  never  pafs'd  by  one, 
Or  it  had  pafs'd  by  me. 

5  My  trefpafs  was  grown  up  to  heav'n  ;, 
But  far  above  the  fkies,  * 

In  Chritt  abundantly  forgiv'n, 
1  fee  thy  mercies  rife  ! 

6  The  depth  of  all  redeeming  love 
What  angel-tongue  can  tell  ? 

0  may  I  to  the  utmofl  prove 
The  gift  unfpeakable  ?" 

7  Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord,  and  take 
Poffeflion  of  thine  own  ! 

My  longing  heart  vouchfafe  to  make 
J  hine  everlafting  throne  ! 

8  Affert  thy  claim,  maintain    thy  right, 
Come  quickly  from  above  ; 

And  fink  me  to  perfedions  height, 
The  depth  of  humble  love. 

HYMN    LVII. 

1  /V  Lt  glory  to  God  in  the  &y, 

-<*     And  peace  upon  earth  be  reftor'd  > 
G  Jefus,  exa'.ted  on  high, 

Appear  our  omnipotent  Lord/ 
Who  meanly  in  Bethlehem  born, 

Did  (loop  to  redeem  a  loft  race,. 
Once  more  to  thy  creatures  return; 

Aod  i  eign  in  thy  kingdom  of  grace. 

2  When  thou  in  our  fleiK  didft  appear, 
All  nature  acknovvledg'd  thy  birth  ; 

Arofe  the  acceptable  year, 

Aad  heaven  was  opsn'd  on  earth  ! 

Receiving. 


60  PETITION. 

Receiving  its  Lord  from  above. 

The  world  was  united  to  blefs 
The  giver  of  concord  and  love, 

The  prince  and  the  Author  of  peace, 

3  O  wouldft  thou  again  be  made  known, 
Again  in  the  fpir it   defcend 

And  fet  up  in  each  of  thine  own 
A  kingdom  that  never  fhall  end. 

Thou  only  art  able  to  blefs, 

And  make  the  glad  nations  obey, 

And  bid  the  dire  enmity  ceafe, 

And  bow  the  whole  world  to  thy  {way. 

4  Come  then  to  thy  fervants  again, 
Who  long  thy  appearing   to  know, 

Thy  quiet  and  peaceable  reign 

In  mercy  eltabliiri  below  ; 
All  forrow  before  thee  mall  fly, 

And  anger  and  hatred  be  o'er, 
And  envy  and  malice  iliall  die, 

And  difcord  afflict  us  no  more. 

5  No  horrid  alarum  of  war 
Shall  break  our  eternal   repofe  ; 
No  found  of  the  trumpet  is  there, 

Whece  Jefus's    Spirit  o'erfiows  : 
Appeas'd  by  the  chaims  of  thy  grace, 

We  all  fhall  in  amity  join, 
And  kindly  each  other  embrace, 

And  love  with  a  pafiion  like  thine. 

HYMN    LViti. 

i    /^lOME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
\^t      One  Gcd  in  perfons  three  I 

Bring  back  the  heav'nly  blcfllng  loft 

By  ail  mankind  and  me.  2  Thy 


PETITION.  6l 

2  Thy  favour,  and  thy  nature  too, 

To  me,  to  all  reftore, 
Forgive,  and  after  God  renew, 
And  keep  us  evermore. 

3  Eternal  Son  of  righteoufnefs, 

Difplay  thy  beams  divine, 
And  caufe  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Upon  my  heart  to  ihine. 

4  Light  in  thy  light,  O  may  I  fee, 

Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove  ! 
Reviv'd,  and  cheer'd  and  bleil  by  thee, 
The  God  of  pard  ning  love  ! 

5  Lift  up  thy  countenance  ferene, 

And  let  the  happy  child 
Behold,  without  a  cloud  between 
The  Godhead  rec  ncil'd  ! 

6  That  all-comprifing  peace  heftow 

On  me,  through  grace  forgiv'n  • 
The  joys  of  holinefs  below, 
And  then  the  joys  of  heav'n  ! 

HYMN     LIX. 

i   r\  Almighty  God  of  Love, 
^        Thy  holy  arm    difplay  \ 
Send  me  fuccour  from  above, 

In  this  my  evil  day  • 
Arm  my  weaknefs  with  thy  pow'r, 

Woman's  feed  appear  within  I 
Be  my  fafeguard  and  my  tow  r 
Againft  the  face  of  fin. 
2  Rock  of  my  falvation  hafte, 
Lstend  thy  ampV  fliade/ 

'*  Let 


62  PETITION* 

Let  it  over  me  be  caff, 

And  fkreeri  my  naked  head  ; 
Save  me  from  the  trying  hour  ; 

1  hou  my  f ure  protection  be  ; 

Shelter  me  from  Satan's  power. 

Till  I  am  fix'd  on  thee. 

3  Set  upon  thyfeli"  my  feet, 

And  make  me  furely  ftand  ; 
From  temptation's  rage  and  heat 

CoVer  me  with  thine  hand  ; 
Let  me  in  the  cleft  be  plac'd  ; 

Never  from  thy  fence  remove  5 
In  thine  arms  of  love  embrac'd— 

Of  ever  laftin  glove. 

HYMN    LX. 

i   /^OME,  Saviour,  Jefu,  from  above  i  ^ 
y^i      >iiriftmewith  thy  heavnly  grace, 

Empiy  my  heart  of  earthly  love. 
And  for  thyfelf  prepare  the  place. 

2  O  let  thy  facred  prefence  fill, 
Andfet  my  longing  {pirit  free  ! 

Which  pants  to  have  no  other  will, 
But  night  and  day  to  feaft  on  thee. 

3  While  in  this  region  here  below, 
No  other  good  willl  puTlue  ; 

I'll  bid  this  world  of  noife  and  fhow, 
With  ail  its  glittering  fnares,  adieu. 

4  That' path  with  humble  fpeed  I'll  feek. 
In  which  my  Saviour**  footfteps  mine  ; 

Nor  will  1  hear,  nor  will  I  lpeak 
Of  any  other  love  but  thine. 

c  Henceforth 


PETlTI^tf.  63 

5  Henceforth  may    no  profane  delight 

D'vide  this  confecrated  foul  ; 
PoiTefs  it  thou  who  haft  the  right, 

As  Lord  and  matter  of  the  whole, 

4  Niching  on  earth  do  I  defire, 

But  thy  pure  love  within  my  breaft  | 

This,  on:y  this,  will  I  require, 
And  freely  give  up  all  the  reft. 

H  Y  M  N    LXl. 

1  r"l~,HE  playing  fpirit  breathe, 

L       The  watching  pow'r  impart  % 
From  all  entanglements  beneath 

Call  off  my  peaceful  heart  ; 
My  feeble  mind  iuftain, 

By  worldly  thoughts  oppreft  ; 
Appear  and  bid  me  turn  again 

To  my  eternal  seft. 

2  Swift  to  my  refcue  come, 

1  hy  own  this  moment  feize  ; 
Gather  my  wand'ring  fpirit  home, 

And  keep  me  in  perfect  peace  : 
Suffer 'd  no  more  to  rove 

O'er  all  the  earth  abroad, 
Arreft  the  pris'ner  of  thv  love, 

And  iliut  me  up  in  God. 

HYMN     UCTI. 

1   Q  HEP  HERD  divine,  our  wants  relieve 

^     In  this  our  evil  day  ; 
To  all  thy  tempted  followers  give 
The  pow'r  to  watch  and  pray. 

D  2  2  Long 


64  PETITION. 

2  Long  as  our  Fery  trials  laft, 

Long  as  the  crofs  we  bear, 
O  let  our  fouls  on  thee  be  caft, 
In  never  ceahVig  pray'r  ! 

3  The  Spirit  of  interceding  grace 

Give  us  in  faith  to  claim  ; 
To  wreftle  till  we  lee  thy  face, 
And  know  thy  hidden  name. 

4  Till  thou  thy  perfect  love  impirr, 

Till  thou  rhyfelf  beftow, 
Be  this  the  cry  ofevVy  heart, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

5  1  will  not  let  thee  go  wilefs 

Thou  tell  thy  name  to  me  ; 
With  all  thy  great  falvation  blefs. 
And  make  me  all  like  thee. 

6  Then  let  me  on  the  mountaintop, 

Behold  thy  open  face  ; 
Where  faith  in  fight  is  fwallow'd  up, 
And  pray'r  in  endlefs  praife. 

HYMN     LX1II. 

1  YESU,  my  ftrength,  my  hope, 
,J      On  thee  1  call  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

And  know  thou  hear'ft  my  pray'r. 
Give  me  on  thee  10  wait, 

Till  lean  ail  things  do, 
On  thee  Almighty  co  create, 

Almighty  to  renew. 

2  I  want  a  fober  mind, 

A  felf  renouncing  will, 

That 


PETITION.  6/5 

That  tramples  down  and  cafts  behind 

The  baits  of  pleafmg  ill  : 
A  foul  inur'd  to  pain, 

To  hardthip,  grief,  and  lofs  | 
£o)d  to  take  up,  firm  to  fuftain 

The  confecrated  erofs. 
I  want  a  godiy  fear, 

A  quick  difcerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  iin  is  near, 

And  fees  the  tempter  fly  $ 
A  fpirit  (till  prepar'd, 

And  arm'd  with  jealous  care. 
For  ever  (landing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  pray'r. 

I  want  a  heart  to  pray, 

To  pray  and  never  ceafe, 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  ftay, 

Or  wifh  my  fufferings  lefs. 
This  blefling  above  all, 

Always  to  pray  J  want, 
Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  call, 

And  never,  never  faint. 

I  want  a  true  regard, 
A  fingle  fteady  aim, 
Unmov'd  by  threat'ning  or  reward, 
To  thee  and  thy  great  name  : 
A  jealous,  juft  concern, 

For  thine  immortal  praife; 
A  pure  defire  that  all  may   learn  __ 
And  glorify  thy  grace. 
I  reft  upon  thy  word  $ 
The  promife  is  for  me, 

D3  My 


66  PETITION. 

My  fuccour  and  falvation,  Lord, 

Shall  furely  come  from  thee  : 
Put  let  nieftill  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  fpirit  guide 

Ipto  thy.  perfect  love. 

HYMN    LXIV. 

i    TTELP,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  fly, 
Jti    And  ftill  my  tempted  foul  ftand  by, 

Throughout  the  evil  day  ; 
Thy  facred  watchfulnefs   impart, 
And  keep  the  iilues  of  my  heart, 

And  ftir  me  up  to  pray. 

$2  My  foul  with  thy  whole  armour  arm, 
in  each  approach  of  fin  alarm, 

And  fhew  the  danger  near  ; 
Surround,  fuftain,  and  ftrengthen   me, 
And  fill  with  godlv  jealoufy, 

And  fanctiiying  fear. 

3  Whene'er  my  carelefs  hands  hang  down& 
O  let  me  fee  thy  gath'ring  frown, 

And  feel  thy  warning  eye  : 
And  darting  cry,  from  ruin's  hrinj:, 
Save  Jefus,  or  1  yield,  1  fink  i 

O  fave  me,  or  i  die  ! 

4  If  near  the  pit  I  raflily  ftray, 
Before  1  wholly  fall  away, 

The  keen  convi&ion  dart  ? 
Recall  me  by  that  pitying  lofrfc, 
That  kind,  upbi aiding  glance  which  broke 

Unfaithful  Peter's  heart. 

5  la 


PETITION".  67 

5  In  me  thine  utmoft  mercy  mew, 
And  make  me  like  thy  fell  below, 
Unblameable  in  grace  ; 
Ready  prepar'd  and  fitted  here, 
By  perfect  holinefs  t'  appear 
Eefore  thy  glorious  face 

HYMN    LXV. 

1  TESUS,  my  faviour,  brother,  friend, 
J      On  whom  I  cart  my  evry  care, 

On  whom  for  all  things  I  depend 
Jnfpire,  and  then  accept  my  prayV. 

2  If  I  have  tafted  of  thy  grace, 

The  grace  that  fure  falvation  bring?; 
If  with   me  now  thy  fpirit  flays, 
And  hov'ring  hides  me  in  his  wings 

3  Still  let  him  with  my  wakenefs  itay, 
Nor  fora  moment  s  (pice  depart  •> 

JLvil  and  danger  turn  away, 

And  keep,  till  he  renews  my  heart. 

4  When  to  the  right  or  left  1  ftray, 
His  voice  behind  me  may  I  hear, 

41  Return  and  walk  in  Chrift  thy  way, 
"  Fly  back  to  Chrift ,  for  Sin  is  near." 

5  His  facred  uncVson  from  above 
Be  ftill  my  comforter  and  guide  ; 

Till  alt  the  liony  he  remove, 
And  in  my  loving  heart  refide. 

6  Jefus,  I  fain  would  walk  in  thee. 
From  nature's  ev'ry  path  retreat ; 

Thou  art  my  way,  my  leader  be, 
And  fet  upon  the  rocfc;  my  feet. 

7  Uphold 


63  PETITION. 

7  Uphold  me,  Saviour,  or  I  fall  ; 

O  reach  me  out  thy  gracious  hand  t 
Only  on  thee  for  help  i  call  ; 
Only  by  faith  on  ihee  J  ftand. 

HYMN     LXVI. 

1  A    Charge  to  keep  T  have  ; 
X~\     A  god  to  glorify  ; 

A  neyer-dying  foul  to  fave, 

And  fit  it  for  the  fky : 
To  ferve  the  prefent  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil  ; 

0  may  it  all  my  pow'rs  engage 
To  do  my  matter's  will ! 

2  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 
As  in  thy  fight  to  live  , 

And  Q  !  thy  iervant  Lord  prepare 

A  ftricl  account  to  give. 
Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyfelf  rely  ; 
Aflur'd,  if  I  my  truft  betray, 

1  ihall  for  ever  die. 

HYMN    LXVIT. 

1  "D^  *t  my   on'y  wifdom  here, 

D     To  ferve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 

With  loving  gratitude  ; 
Superior  fenfe  may  I  difplay 
By  /hunning  ev'ry  evil  way, 

And  walking  in  the  good. 

O  ma/ 


PETITION.  6$ 

2  O  may  T  dill  from  fin  depart ; 
A  wife  and  underitanding  heart, 

Jefus,  to  i«e  be  giv'n  ! 
And  let  me  through  thy   Spirit  know, 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 
And  find  my  way  to  heav'n. 

HYMN      LXVIH. 

1    f~\  OD  of  Almighty  love, 
VJT     By  whofe  fufficient  grace 
I-iift  my  heart  to  things  ab  ,ve, 

And  humbly  feek  thy  face  ; 
Through  Jefus  C.hrift  the  juft, 

My  faint  defires  receive, 
And  let  me  in  thy  goodnefs  truft, 

And  to  thy  glory  live. 

2  Whate'er  I  fay  or  do, 

Thy  glory  be  my  aim  ; 
My  ofFrings  all  be  offer'd  through 

The  ever-bleffed  name. 
Jefu,  my  fingle  eye 

Be  fix'd  on  thee  alone  ; 
Thy  name  be  prais'd  on  earth,  on  high  ; 

Thy  will  by  all  be  done, 

3  Spirit  of  faith,  infpire 

My  confecrated  heart ; 
Fill  me  with  pure  celeilial  fire, 

With  all  thou  haft  and  art  ? 
My  feeble  mind  transform. 

And,  perfectly  renew'd. 
Into  a  faint  exalt  a  worm  ; 

A  worm  exalt  to  God  ? 

HYMN 


*JQ  PETIT10K. 

HYMN     LXIX. 

I    rTT^HE  things  my  God  doth  lute, 

1        That  I  no  more  may  do, 
Thy  creature,  Lord,  again  create, 

And  all  my  foul  renew  ; 
My  foul  mall  then,  like  thine. 

Abhor  the  thing  unclean, 
And  fanc"tify'd  thy  love  divine, 

For  ever  ceafe  from  fin. 

Z     That  blefled  law  of  thine, 

Jefu,  to  me  impart ; 
Thy  fpirit's  law  of  life  divine, 

Oh  write  it  in  my  heart  ! 
Implant  it  deep  within. 

Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove, 
The  law  of  liberty  from  fin, 

The  perfect  law  of  love. 

3    Thy  nature  be  my  law, 

Thy  fpotlefs  fancVity 
And  fweetly  ev'ery  moment  draw' 

My  happy  foul  to  thee  ; 
Soul  of  my  foul  remain, 

Who  didft  for  all  fulfil, 
In  me,  Q  Lord  fulfil  again 

Thy  heav'nly  father's  yn\\. 

HYMN     LXX. 

l   /^X  For  a  heart  to  praife  my  God, 
\J     A  heart  from  fin  fet  free  ! 

A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood 
to  freely  fpilt  for  me  ! 


2  A  heart 


Petition.  71 

2  A  heart  refign'd,  fubmiflive,  meek. 
fvly  gieat  redeemer's  throne  ; 

Where  only  Chrift  is  heard  to  fpeak, 
Where  Jefus  reigns  alone. 

3  O  for  a  lowly  contrite  heart, 
Believing,  true,  and  clean, 

Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part  ■ 

From  him  that  dwells  within. 

4  A  heart  from  every  thought  renew'd. 
And  full  of  love  divine  ; 

Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure}  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

5  Thy  tender  heart  is  full  the  fame, 
And  melts  at  human  woe  ; 

jefus,  for  thee  diftreft  I  am;    ^ 
1  want  thy  love  to  know. 

6  My  heart,  thou  know'ft,  can  never  re& 
Till  thou  create  my  peace, 

Till  of  my  Eden  repoffefs'd. 
From  ev'ry  fin  i  ceaf e. 

7  Fruit  of  thy  gracious  lips,  on  me 
Bellow  that  peace  unknown, 

The  hidden  manna,  and  the  tree 
Of  life,  and  the  wtfite  ttone. 

8  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart, 
Come  quickly  from  above  ; 

Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart,  _ 
'Thy  new,  bed  name  cf  love. 

mum 


72  PKTITIOJJ. 

HYMN    LXXI. 

i    ^TpHOU  hidden  love  of  God,   whofe 
1      .height, 
Whofe  depth  unfathom'd,  no  man  knows  ; 

1  fee  from  farthy  beauteous  light, 

1  only  figh  for  thy  repofe  : 
My  heart  is  pain'd,  nor  can  it  be 
At  reft,  till  it  finds  reft  in  thee. 

2  Thy  facred  voice  invites  me  ftill 

1  he  fweetnefs  of  thy  yoke  to  prove  : 
And  lain  1  would,  but  though  my  will 

Seems  fix'd.  yet  wide  my  paffions  rove  : 
Yet  hindrances  itrew  all  the  way  ; 
I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thte  ftray. 

3  'Tis  mercy  all,  that  thou  haft  brought 
My  mind  to  feek  her  peace  in  thee  ! 

Yet  while  I  feek,  but  find  thee  not, 

No  peace  my  wandring  foul  fhall  fee  : 
O  when  mall  all  my  wand'rings  end, 
And  all  my  ileps  to  thee- ward  tend  ? 

4  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  fun, 

7Tiat  drives  with  thee  my  heart  to  mare  ? 
Ah  !  tear  it  thence,  and    rei^n  alone, 

The  Lord  of  ev'ry  motion  there  ! 
Then  mall  my  heart  fr?m  earth  be  free,    ' 
W  hen  it  hath  found  repofe  in  thee. 

5  Each  moment  draw   from    earthr.ua/ 
My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  thy  cail  ; 

Speak  to  my  inmoft  foul,  ard  fay 

'  "  I  am  thy  love,  thy  God,  thy  All  I" 
To  feel  thy  pew'r,  lo   hear  thy  voice, 
To  tafte  thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 

HYMN 


PETITION.  73 

HYMN    LXXII. 

1   *\^E  happy  finners  hear 

,     *    .  T.h,e  Pris'ners  of  the  Lord. 
And  wait,  till  Chrift  appear 
According  to  his  word  ; 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  ihall  from  all  our  fins  be  free, 

2  The  Lord  our  righteoufnefs, 
We  have  long  fmce  receiv'd  ; 

Salvation  nearer  is 

Than  when  we  firfl  belie  v'd  ; 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  mall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

3  In  God  we  put  our  truft  , 
If  \ve  our  fins  confefs, 

Faithful  he  isandjuft, 

From  ail  unrighteoufnefs 
To  cleanfe  us  all,  both  you  and  me  j 
We  ihall  from  ail  oar  fins  be  free. 

4  Surely  in  us  the  hope 
Of  glory  mall  appear  ; 

Sinners,  your  heads  lift  up, 

And  fee  redemption  near  , 
Again  I  fay  rejoice  with  me, 

We  ihall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

5  Who  Jefu's  fuff 'rings  {hare, 
.  My  feilow-pris'ners  now, 

Ye  foon  the  wreath  ihall  wear 
.   On  your  triumphant  brow  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
VV  e  iliail  irom  all  our  fins  be  free. 

E  6  The 


74  '       PETITION. 

6  The  word  of  God  is  fure, 
And   never  can   remove, 

We  fliall  in  heart  be  pure, 

And  perfect  in  love  ; 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me; 
We  fliall  from  all  our  fins  be  free* 

7  Then  let  us  gladly  bring 
Our  facrifice  of  praife, 

Let  us  give  thanks,  and  fing 
And  glory  in  his  grace  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  fliall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

HYMN    LXXIH. 

i    T7*  OR  ever  here  my  reft  fliall  be. 

JP       Clofe  to  thy  blefsed  fide  ; 
This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea, 

For  me  the  faviour  dy'd  I  1 

My  dying  Saviour  and  my  God, 
Fountain  of  guilt  and  fin 
Sprinkle  me- ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  cleanfe,  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  Wafli  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own  : 
Wafh  me,  and  mine  thou  art  ; 

Wafk  me,  but  pot  my  feet  alone, 
My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 

4  Th'  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply, 
Till  faith  to  fight  improve  ; 

Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  foul  be  love. 

HYMM 


PETITION".  1$ 

HYMN    LXXIV.      ' 

1  TESU,  my  life,  fhyfelf  apply,- 
J      Thy  holy  Spirit  breathe  : 

My  vile  affections  crucify, 
Conform  me  to  thy  death. 

2  Conqu'ror  of  hell,  and  earth,  and'fiff, 
Still  with  thy  rebel  drive  j 

Enter  my  foul,  and  work  within, 
And  kill,  and  make  alive ! 

3  More  of  thy  life,  amd  more  I  have 
As  the  old  Adam  dies: 

Bury  me,  Saviour  in  thy  grave, 
That  1  with  thee  may  rife. 

4  Reign  in  me  L<  rd  my  foes  contfouT, 
Who  would  not  own  thy  fway  ; 

Diffufe  thine  image  through  my  fo'ul, 
Shine  to  the  perfect  day. 

5  Scatter  the  faft  remains  of  fin, 
And  feal  me  thine  abode  * 

0  make   me  glorious  all  within,. 
A  temple  builc  by  God. 

HYMN    LXXV. 

1  Y  T  OLY  Lamb,  who  three  receive, 
JT1      Who  in  thee  begin  to  live. 

Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, 
As  thou  art,  fo  let  us  be  ! 

2  Jefu,  fee  my  panting  bread  : 
See,  I  pant  in  thee  to  reft  I 
Gladly  would  I  now  be  clean  : 
Cteanfe  me  now  from  ev'ry  fm. 

E  2  3  Fix 


7*>  PETITION. 

3  Fix,  O  fix  my  wav'ring  mind  ; 
To  thy  crofs  my  fpirit  blind  ; 
Earthly  paffions  far  remove  ; 
Swallow  up  our  fouls  in  love. 

4  Duft  and  aflies  though  we  be. 
Full  of  guil^  and  mifery, 
Thine  we  are,  thou  Son  of  God, 
Take  the  purchace  of  thy  blood  ! 

5  Who  in  heart  on  thee  believes, 
He  th*  atonement  now  receives ; 
Ke  with  joy  beholds  thy  face, 
Triumphs  in  thy  pard'ning  grace* 

6  See,  ve  finners,  fee  the  flame 
Riling  from  the  flaughter'd  Lamb, 
Mark  the  new,  the  living  way, 
Leading  to  eternal  day  ! 

7  jefus,  when  this  light  we  fee, 
All  our  foul's  athirft  for  thee  ; 
When  thy  quick'ning  pow'r  we  prove. 
All  our  heart  diflblves  in  love. 

S  Boundlefs  wifdom,  pow'r  divine, 
Love  unfpeakable  are  thine  f 
Praife  by  all  to  thee  be  giv'n, 
Sons  of  earth,  and  hods  of  heav'n, 

.     HYMN     LXXVL 

i    TESU,  thou  art  our  king, 
J     To  me  thy  fuccour  bring  $ 

Chrift,  the  mighty  one  art  thou, 
Help  for  all  on  thee  is  laid  ; 

This  the  word,  1  claim  it  now, 
Send  me  now  thy  f  romis'd  aid. 


*  Hj& 


PETi-fiosr.  if 

*  High  on  thy  father's  throne, 

O  look  with  phy  down  ; 
Help,  O  help  J  attend  my  call, 

Captive  lead  captivity  : 
King  of  gfory,  Lord  of  aH, 

Chrift,  be  Lord,  be  King  to  me. 
5  I  pant  to  feel  thy  fway, 

And  only  thee  t'obey : 
Thee  my  fpirit  gafps  to  meet  % 

'i  his  my  one,  my  ceaflefs  pray  V, 
Make,  O  make  my  heart  thy  feat  ! 
O  fet  up  thy  kingdom  there  ! 
4  Triumph  and  reign  in  me, 

And  fpread  thy  victory  : 
Heft,  and  death,  and  fin  controuT, 

Pride,  and  wrath,  and  ev'ry  foe, 
All  fubdue :  through  aIF  my  foul 
Conqu'ring  and  to  conquer  go ! 

HYMN    LXXVU. 

I  T    ORD,  I  believe  thy  ev'ry  word, 

JLj     Thy  every  promife  true  : 
And  lo!  I  wait  on  thee,  my  Lord, 

Till  I  my  ftrength  renew. 
2.  If  in  this  feeble  flefh  I  mav 

Awhile  mew  forth  thy  praife, 
Jefu  fupport  the  tott'ring  clay,  * 

And  lengthen  out  my  days.' 
3  If  fuch  a  worm  as  I  can  fpread 

The  common  Saviour's  name  ; 

E3  L* 


1%  PETITION. 

Let  him  who  rais'd  thee  from  the  dead, 
Quicken  my  mortal  frame. 

4  Still  let  me  live  thy  blood  to  fhow, 
Which  purges  ev'ry  (lain  ; 

And  gladly  linger  out  below 
A  few  more  years  in  pain. 

5  Spare  me,  till  my  ftrength  of  foul, 
Till  1  thy  lcve  retrieve  ; 

Till  faith  ihallmake  my  fpirit  whole. 
And  perfect  foundnefs  give. 

6  For  this  in  ftedfaft  hope  i  wait, 
"Now,  Lord,  my  foul  reftore. ; 

Now  the  new  'heav  ns  and  earth  create, 
And  I  jfhall  fin  no  more. 

HYMN     LXXVIII. 

1  T     OVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling. 

1   j     Joy  of  heav  n  to  earth  come  down  ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling. 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown  : 
Jefu  thou  art  all  companion, 

Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art, 
Vifit  us  with  thy  falvation, 

Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 
Into  ev'ry  troubled  brealt  ; 

Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  that  fecond  reft  j 
Take  away  our  pow'r  of  finning, 

i^lpha  and  Omega  be, 
End  of  faith  as  its  beginningK 
.    Set  ouf  hearts  at  liberty, 

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3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 
Let  us  all  thy  life  receive, 

Suddenly  return,  and  never 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave ; 

Thee  we  would  be  always  bleffing. 
Serve  thee  as  thy  hofts  above, 

Pray*  and  praife  thee  without  ceafing, 
Glory  in  thy  perfecl  love. 

4  Finifh  then  thy  new -creation, 
Pure  and  fpotlefs  let  us  be  ; 

"Let  us  fee  thy  great  falvation.  -      . 

Perfectly  reitor'd  in  thee  : 
Chang'd  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 
Till  we  call  our  crowns  before  thee  • 

Lo4  in  w6nder,  love,  and  praife  I 

tf  Y  M  N    LXXIX. 

\  J  /~\  That  my  load  of  (in  were  gone  5 

KJ     O  that  J  could  at  laft  fubmit 
At  Jefus  feetio  lay  it  down  ! 

To  lay  my  loul  at  Jefu's-feet  ! 
2.  Reit  for  my  foul,  Hong  to  find  : 

Saviour  of  all  ifmme  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 

And  itamp  tuine  ^mage  on  my  heart. 

3   Break  off  the  yokeof  inbred  fin, 

And  fully,  fet  my:  fpjrk  freej 
I  cannot  reft;  till  pure  within, 

Till  1  am  wholly  loll  in  thee. 

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SO  PETITIOK. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  Go*, 

1  hy  light  and  eafy  burden  prove  • 
,Tne  crofs  all  ftain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
J  he  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would  ;  but  thou  muft  givt  the  powV. 
My  heart  from  ev  ry  fin  releafe  , 

Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

6  £omf'Lord»  *He  drooping  (Inner  cheer; 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  whetls  delay  I 

i&ear'  '"  ,hy  poor  heart  aPPear  •' 
My  God,  my  faviour,  come  away  f 

HYMN      LXXX. 

1  T    IGHT  of  life,  feraphic  fire, 
JL*    Love  divine,  thyielf  impart  f 

Ev'ry  fainting  foul   infpire ; 

Shine  in  ev'ry  drooping  heart  I 
Ev  ry  mournful  fmner  cheer  ; 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  f 
Son  of  God  appear,  appear  \ 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 

2  Come  in  this  accepted  hour  ; 
Bring  thy  heav'nly  kingdom  in  I 

Fill  us  with  the  glorious "pow'r, 

Rooting  out  the  feeds  of  fin  : 
Nothing  more  can  we  require  ; 

We  will  covet  nothing  lefs : 
Be  thou  all  our  hearts  defire, 

All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace  ? 

HYMN 


HYMN    LXXXI. 

'    f*l  OD  of  all  redeeming  grace, 

VJ    By  thy  pard'ning  Jove  compell'd 
Up  lo  thee  our  fouls  we  raife, 

Up  to  thee  our  bodies  yield : 
Thou  our  facrifice  receive, 

Acceptable  through  thy  Son, 
W  bile  to  thee  alone  we  live, 

While  we  die  to  thee  alone. 
2  Meet  it  is,  and  juft  and  right, 

That  we  /hould  be  wholly  thine  j 
In  thy  only  will  delight, 

In  thy  blefled  ferviee  join  : 
O  that  ev'ry  work  and  word 

Mi ^ht  proclaim  how  good  thou  art  ^ 
Hoiinefs  unto  the  Lord 

Still  be  wrote  up<>n  our  heart ! 

HYMN      LXXXIL 

i    T    ET  him  to  whom  we'  now  belong, 
.L>     His  fov'reign  right  afiert  • 

And  take  up  ev  ry  thankful  fong  j 
And  es'ry  loving  heart. 

2  He  juftly  claims  us  for  his  own. 
Who  bought  us  with  a  price  ! 

TheChriftian  lives  to  Chrift  alone, 
To  Chrift  alone  he  dies. 

3  Jefus,  thine  own  at  laft  receive  f 
jfulfil  our  heart's  defire  I 

And  let  us  to  thy   glory  live, 
And  in  thy  caufe  expire. 

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3  Our  fouls  and  bodies  we  refign  : 

With  joy  we  render  thee 
pur  All.  n    "longer  ours,  but  thine, 

To  all  eternity. 

HYMN    LXXXIII. 

%  T>EHOLD  the  fervant  of  the  Lord  J 
J3     1  wait  thy  guiding  eye  to  kt\. 

To  hear  and  keep  thy  ev'ry  word, 
To  prove  and  do  thy  perfect  will  ; 

Joyful  from  my  own  works  to  ceafe 

Glad  to  fulhl  all  righteoufnefs. 

2  Me  if  thy  grace  vouchfafe  to  ufe, 
Mean  eft  of  all    thy  creatures,  me, 

The  deed,  the  time,   the  manner  cbufe, 

Let  all  my  fru.-t  be  found  of  thee  : 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be   wrought. 
By  thee  to  full  perfection  orougKt 

3  My  ev'ry  weak,  though  good  deftgci, 
O'er-ruie,  cr  change,  as  feems  thee  meet; 

Jefu,  let  all  my  work  be  thine  I 

Thy  work  O  Lord,  isallcomphat. 
And  pleafing  in  thy  Father's  fight  ; 
Thou  only  haft  done  all  things  right. 

4  Here  then  to  thee  thy  own  I  leave. 

Mould  as  thou  wilt  thy  paffive  clay  -, 
But  let  me  all  thy  {lamp  receive, 

But  let  me  all  thy  words  obey  : 
Serve  with  a  (ingle  heart  and  eye, 
And  to  thy  gljry  live  and  die. 

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HYMN     LXXXIV. 

•I    T^ATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghofr, 
P     One  in,  *f  hree,  and  Three  in  One, 

■As -by  thejceleftial  hoft, 

Let  thy  will  xm  earth  be  done 

Praife  by  all  to-fhee  be  giv'n, 

glorious  Loi$  of  earth  and  heav-n. 

2  If  fo  poor  a  worm  as  1 
Mky  to  thy  great  jgjary  liv£, 

AH  my  aclions'iandify, 

AH  my' words  and  thoughts  receive  : 
Claim  me  for  thy  feryice,  claim 
All  1  have,  and  all  1  am. 

3  Take  my  foul  and  body's  pow'rs  , 
Take  m^Y.mem'ry,  mind,  and  will  j 

All  my  goods,  and  all  my  hours, 

All  1  know   and  all' I  feel  j 
$J1     think,  or  fgeak,  or  d.6  : 
Take  my  heart  ;  but  make  it  new  ! 

4  Now,  O  God,  thy  own  1  am  ! 
Now  1  give  thee  back  thy  own  ; 

freedom  friends,  ancf  health,  and  fame, 

Confecrate  to  thee  alone  : 
Thine  I  live,  thrice  happy  1 $ 
Happier  iti.l  if  thine  I  die  J 

I  5  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
One  in  'l  hree,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celerliat  hod, 

Let  thy  will  on   earth  be  done  : 
Praife  by  all  '0  thee  Oe  giv'n, 
glorious  Lord  of  eanh  and  heav'n, 

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04  PETITION. 

HYMN     LXXXV. 

i    TESU,  my  truth,  my  way, 
J         My  furc,  unerring  light, 
On  thee  my  feeble  fteps  I  Hay, 
Which  thou  wilt  guide  aright. 

2  My  wifdom  and  my  guide, 

My  counfellor  thou  art  r 
O  never  let  me  leave  thy  fide, 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart. 

3  I  lift  my  eyes  to  thee, 

Thou  gracious  bleeding  Lamb, 
That  I  may  now  enlighten'd  be, 
And  never  put  to  ihame. 

4  Never  will  I  remove 

Out  of  thy  hands  my  caufe, 
But  reft  in  thy  redeeming  love, 
And  hang  upon  thy  crofs. 

%  Teach  me  the  happy  art, 
In  all  things  to  depend 
On  thee.  O  never,  Lord,  depart, 
But  love  me  to  the  end. 

6  Sti'I  ft ir  me  up  to  ftrive 

With  thee  in  ftrength  divine  ; 
And  ev'ry  moment.  Lord,  revive 
This  fainting  foul  of  mine. 

7  Perfift  tofavemy  foul. 

Throughout  the  fiVy  hour, 
Till  I  am  ev'ry  whit  made  whoie, 
And  mow  forth  all  thy  pow'r. 

3  Through  fire  and  water  bring 

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And  teach  me  the  new  fong  to  ung„ 
When  perfected  in  grace  ! 
9  O  make  me  all  like  thee, 
Before  1  hence  remove  ; 
Settle,  confirm,  and  ftablim.  me, 
And  build  me  up  in  love. 
10  Let  me  thy  witnefs  live, 
When  fin  is  all  deftroy'd  ; 
And  then  my  fpotlefs  foul  receive^ 
And  take  me  home  to  God. 

HYMN    LXXXVI. 

?   T    O  !  in  thy  hand  I  lay, 

\j    And  wait  thy  will  to  prove, 
My  Potter,  ftamp  on  me  thy  clay, 

Thy  only  ftamp  of  love  ! 
Be  this  my  whole  defire, 

I  know  that  this  is  thine  ; 
Then  kindle  in  my  foul  a  fire, 
Which  lhall  for  ever  fhine. 
2  Thy  gracious  readinefs 

To  fave  mankind  afiert ; 
Thy  image,  love,  thy  name  imprefs, 

i  hy  nature  on  my  heart ! 
Bowels  of  mercy,  hear, 

Into  my  foul  come  down  ; 
Let  it  throughout  my  life  appear, 
That  1  have  Chrift  put  on. 
3  O  plant  in  me  thy  mind  ! 
O  fix  in  me  thy  home  ! 
So  mall  1  cry  to  all  mankind, 
Come,  to  the  waters  come ! 


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PETITION. 


Jefus  is  full  of  grace  ; 

To  all  his  bowels  move  : 
Behold  in  me,  ye  fallen  race, 

That  God  is  only  love  J 

H  Y  IVX  N    LXXXVII. 

i  f>\  REAT   God,    indulge   my  humble 
VJT  claim  } 

Be   thou  my  hope,  mv  joy,  my  reft, 
The  glories  that  compofe  thy  name, 

Stand  all  engag'd  to  niake  me  b!<e(t. 
$  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  jtfft  and  wife. 

Thou  art  my  Father,    and  my  God  I    j 
And  1  am  thine,^  by  facred  ties/ 

Thy  fori,  thy  lervant  bought  with  blood. 
3  With  heart  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 

For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look  ; 
As  travellers  in  thinly  hmds 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  Even  life  itfelf,  without  thy  love, 
No  lading  pleafure  can  afford  ;    ' 

>  ea,  'twould  a  tirefome  burthen  prove 
ill  were  ban  ifli'd  irom   thee,  Lord  I 

5  !i!lr,ai(ie,my  hands'  VU  raife   m7  voice. 
While     have  breath  to  pray  or  pra^e; 

4  his  work  mall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 

And  lpend  the  remnant  cf  my  days. 

HYMN    LXXXVI.I. 

1  O  T^LU'  to  wIlofe  aI1^earcl.ing  fight, 
y*  Tfaedarknefsm^etb  as  the  Ji^hr, 
Search  prove  my  heart,  it  p^ts  f  r  tiiee 
V  ourft  tneie  bonds,  and  fet  it  free, 


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*ETrTIONV  2  J 

2  Wafh  out  its  ftains,  refine   its  drofs, 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  crofs ! 
Hallow  each  thought  ;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  dire fome  wild  1  ftray. 

Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way  ; 

No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near, 

4  When  rifing  floods  my  foul-  o'er  flow, 
When  finks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
jefu,  thy  timely  aid  impart.    ' 

And  raife  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  fteps  J  fee 
Dauntkfs,  untir'-d,  "I  follow  thee  I 

0  let  thy  hand  fupport  me  ttil'l, ' 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  Kill  {   ' 

15  ]f  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  ftreng'.h  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  iliall  ceafe, 
Where  all  is  calm,  arid  joy,  and  peace. 

HYMN     LXXXIX. 

5     YESUS,  thou  everlafting  King* 

J      Accept  the  tribute  which  v/e  brings 
Accept  thy  well-delerv'd  renown, 
And  wear  our  praifes  as  thy  crown. 

2  Let  every  acl:  of  worlTiip  be 

Like  our  efpoufals,  Lord,  to  thee  : 

1  ike  the  bleit  hour,  when  from  above 
We  firfi  receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love. 

3  The 


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fETITlON. 


3  The  g1a?nefs  of  that  happy  day, 
O  may  it  ever,  ever  ftay  J 

Nor  let  our  faith  forfake  its  hold, 
Nor  hope  decline,  nor  love  grow  cold ! 

4  Each  following  minute  as  it  flies, 
Jncreafe  thy  praife,  improve  thy  joys, 
'I  ill  we  are  rais'd  to  fing  thy  name 
At  the  great  fupperof  the  Lamb. 

HYMN    XC 
i   /^>OME,  Lord,  from  above, 
V^     The  mountain  remove, 
O'erturn  all  that  hinders  the  courie  of  thy 
love  : 
My  bofom  infpire, 
Jnkindle  the  fire, 
And  wrap  my  whole  f#ul  in   the  flames  of 
defire. 

2  I  languifh  and  pine 

For  the  com;ort  d'vine, 
Owhenftiall  1  fay,  my  Be  loved   is   mine  f 
1  have  choote  the  good'  parr. 
My  portion   thou  art, 
O  love,  I  have  found  tbee.O  God  in  my  heart. 

3  For  this  my  heart  ^ighs, 

Nothing  ehe  ran  f  :f5ce  ; 
How,  Lord,  can  t  puichufe  the  peail  of  great 
price  ? 

It  cannot  be  bought, 

Ahcfthoujcn    •  .    .    have  noi'.T'-.r, 
Not  an  action,    ;t    word,    or  a  uuiv   h  od 

ihoug 

4  But  f  he; 

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Who  on  Jefus  relics, 
Without  money  or  price. 
The  pearl  of  forgivenefs  and  holinefs  buys. 

5  The  blefling  is  free, 

So,  Lord,  let  it  be  ; 
I  yield  that  thy  love  mould  be  given  to  me, 

I  freely  receive  : 

What  thou  freely  dofl  give. 
And  confcnt  in  thy   love,   in  thine  Eden tb 
live. 

6  The  gift  I  embrace, 

The  giver  1  praife, 
And  afcribe  my  falvation  to  Jefus*  grace  ; 

Jt  came  from  above, 

The  foretafte  1  prove. 
And  I  foon  /hall  receive   all   thy  fulnefs  of 
love. 

HYMN  XCI. 
I     ^  ND  can  I  yet  delay 

X"\  My  little  All  to  give  ? 
To  tear  my  foul  from  earth  away, 

For  Jefus  to  receive ! 

Nay.  but  I  yield,  I  yield  ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more  ; 

1  fink  by  dying  love  compell'd, 

And  own  the  conqueror. 

2  Though  late  I  all  forfake, 
My  friends,  my  All  refign  ; 

Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take, 

And  feal  me  ever  thine  !  j 

Come,  and  pofTefs  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove  :  ] 

Settle  and  fix  my  wav'ring  foul, 

With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 


9°  PETITION. 

3  My  one  defire  be  this, 

Thy  only  love  to  know  : 
To  leek  and  tafte  no  odier  bliff, 

No  other  good  below. 

My  life,  my  portion  thou, 

Thou  all-fufficient  art, 
My  hope,  my  heav'nly  treafure,  now 

Enter,  and  keep  my  heart  I 

HYMN    XCfL 

I   qpHOU  Shepherd  of  Ifrael,  and  mine. 

1        The  j  oy  and  deii  re  of  nry  heart, 
For  clofer  communion  I  pine, 

I  long  to  refide  where  thou  art  :  ■     < 

The  pafture  I  languiili  to  find, 

Where  all  who  their  Shepherd  obey, 
Are  fed  on  thy  bofom  reclin'd, 

Are  (kreen'd  from  the  heat  of  the  day. 

2  Ah  !  inew  me  that  happielt  place, 
The  place  of  thy  people's  abode, 

Where  faints  in  an  extacy  gaze. 

And  hang  on  a  crucify'd  God  : 
Thy  love  for  a  firmer  declare, 

Tbv  paffion  and  death  on  the  tree  ; 
My  fpirit  to  Calvary  bear, 

To  fuffer  and  triumph  with  thee. 

3  ,Tis  there  with  the  Iambs  of  thy  flock, 
There  only  I  covet  to  reft, 

To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock, 
Or  rife  to  be  hid  in  thy  bread  : 


PETITION.  pt 

'Tis  tbere  I  would  always  abide, 

And  never  a  moment   depart  ; 
Conceal 'd  in  the  cleft  of  thy  fide, 

Eternally  held  in  thy  heart. 

HYMN    XCIII. 

i     YESUS,  my  Lord,  attend 

J      Thy  feeble  creature's  cry  ; 
And  fliew  thyfelf  the  tinner's  friead, 

And  fet  me  up  on  high. 
From  hell's  oppreflfive  pow'r 

My  ft  niggling  foul  releafe  ; 
And  to  thy  father's  grace  reftore^ 

And  to  thy  perfect  peace. 

2  Thy  blood  and  righteoufnefs 
I  make  my  only  plea  ; 

My  prefent  and  eternal  peace 

Are  both  deriv'd  from  thee. 
Rivers  of  life  divine 

From  thee,  their  fountain  flow, 
And  all  who  know  that  love  of  thine, 

The  joy  of  angels  know. 

3  Come  then,  impute,  impart 
To  me  thy  righteoufneis, 

And  let  me  rafie  how  good  thou  art, 

How  full  of  tr  tb  and  grace  : 
That  thou  canft  he»e  forgive, 

Grant  me  to  teftifv. 
And  juftified  by  faith  to  live, 

4-ad  in  that  faith  to  hk. 

HYMN 


9Z  'PETITION. 

HYMN     XCIV. 
i   T>EING  of  Beings  J  God  of  Love! 

i-/     To  thee  our  hearts  we  raife  ; 
Thy  all-fuftaining  power  we  prove, 

All  gladly  fmg  thy  praife, 
a  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  pant  to  be. 

Our  facrihee  receive  ; 
Made,  and  preferv'd,  and  fav'd  by  thee, 

To  thee  ourfelves  we  give. 

3  Heav'n-ward  our  ev'ry  wiiH  afpires ; 
^  For  all  thy  mercy's  (tore, 

The  fole  return  thy  love  require? 
is  that  we afk  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  aflc  ;  we  open  then 
Our  hearts  t'  embrace  thy  will : 

Turn  and  beget  us,  Lord,  again  : 
With  all  thy  fulnefsfill. 

5  Come,  Holy  Ghoft,  the  Saviour's  love 
Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad  ! 

Bo  mall  we  ever  live  and  move, 
And  be  with  Chrift  in  God. 

HYMN    XCV. 
i  (~\  Son  of  righteoufnefs, 

^■^     With  healing  in  thy  wing, 
To  my  difeas'd,  my  fainting   foul, 

Life  and  falvation  bring. 

2  Thefe  clouds  of  pride  and  fin  difpel 

By  thy  all-piercing  beam  ? 
Lighten  mine  eyes  with  faith,  my  heart 

With  holy  hope  inflame, 

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3  My  mind  by  thy  all-quick'ning  power, 
From  low  defires  fet  free ; 

Unite  my  fcatter'd  thoughts,  and  fix 
My  love  entire  on  thee. 

4  Father,  thy  long-loft  fon  receive  ; 
Saviour t  thy  purchafe  own  ; 

Bleft  Comforter,  with  peace  and  joy 
Thy  new-made  creature  erowu. 

5  Eternal,  undivided  Lord, 
Co-equal  One  arid  Three, 

On  thee  all  faith,  all  hope  be  plac'd, 
All  love  be  paid  to  thee. 

HYMN      XCVI. 


QON  of  God,  thy  blefling  grant, 


Still  fupply  ourev'ry  want  -9 
Tree  of  life,  thy  influence  fhed, 
With  thy  fap  my  fpirit  feed, 
a  Tendered  branch,  alas !  am  I, 
Wither  without  thee  and  die, 
Weak  as  helplefs  infancy  ; 
O  confirm  my  foul  in  thee. 

3  Unfutlain'd  by  thee  I  fall . 
Send  the  help  for  which  I  call  ; 
Weaker  than  a  bruifed  reed, 
Help  }  ev  ry  moment  need. 

4  Ail  my  hopes  on  thee  depend  ; 
love  me,  fave  me  to  the  end! 
Give  me  thy  continuing  grace  ; 
Take  my  evsriaftins  praift... 

HSMN 


94  PFTITIOtf.' 

HYMN     XCVIT. 

i   Y    ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
-L/  At  tny  feet  we  humbly  bow  . 

0  I  do  not  our  fuit  difdain, 
Shall  we  feek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  fouls  depend, 
In  compaflion  now  defcend 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  fing  thy  praifc. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  feek  thee,  here  we  (lay  ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blefling  thou  beltow. 

4  Send  fome  meflage  from  the  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  fpirit  now  impart 

Full  falvation  to  each  heart. 

5  Comfort  thofe  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Thofe  that  are  caft  down  lift  up  ; 
Make  them  ftrong  in  faith  and  hope. 

6  Grant  that  all  may  feek,  and  find 
Thee,  a  gracious  God,  and  kind: 
Heal  the  fick,  the  captive  free  ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee! 

HYMN     XCVIIL 

1  r^0^?1  thouA]^ghtyKing, 
V^    Help  us  thy  name  to  fin*, 

Help  us  topraifef 

Fathef 


PETITION.  9$ 

Father  all- glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days. 

2  Jefus  our  Lord,  arife 
Scatter  our  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall  f 
Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  fure  defence  be  made, 
Our  fouls  on  thee  be  ftay'd  : 

Lord  hear  our  call. 

3  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  fword, 

Our  pray'r  attend  : 
Come,  and  thy  people  blefs, 
And  give  thy  word  luccefs  ; 
Spirit  of  holinef  s 

On  us  defcend. 

4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  facred  witnefs  bear 

in  this  glad  hour  ; 
Thou  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  ev'ry  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 
Spirit  of  pow'r. 

5  To  the  great  One  in  Three3 
Eternal  praifes  be, 

Hence evermore ! 

His  fov'reign  Majefty 
May  we  in  glory  fee, 
And  to  eternity 

Lo?e  and  adore. 

HYMN 


$6  PETITION. 

HYMN      XCIX. 

1  (~\F  him  who  did  falvation  bring, 
V-/  I  could  for  ever  think  and  ling  ; 

Arife  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive  * 
Arife  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve. 

2  Afk  but  his  grace,  and  lo  f  *tis  given  j 
Aflc,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven  : 
Tho'  fin  and  forrow  wound  my  foul, 
Jefu,  thy  balm  will  make  me  whole. 

3  To  rtiame  our  fins  he  blufli'd  in  blood, 
Heclos'd  his  eyes  to  mew  us  God  j 

let  all  the  world  fall  down  aud  know 
That  none  but  God  fuch  love  could  fhow. 

4  'Tis  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone 

1  ftied  my  tears  and  make  my  moan  ; 
Where'er  1  am.  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

5  lnfatiate  to  this  fpring  I  fly, 

I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry  :         . 
Ah  I  who  againft  thy  charms  is  pro  f  I 
Ah  I  who  that  loves  can  love  enough  I 

HYMN    C. 

i  T  TOW  tedious  and  taftelefs  the  hours, 

X~l    When  Jefus  no  longer  I  fee  ; 
Sweet  profpe&s,  fweet  birds,  and  iweet   . 
flow'rs 
Have  all  lort.  their  fweetnets  with  me  ; 
The  mid-lmr.mer  fun  mines  but  dim, 

The  fields  drive  in  vain  to  look  gay  ; 
But  when  1  am  happy  in  h  m, 
Dcvem^r'*  as  pl«(ant  as  May. 

2  His 


PETITION.  97 

2  His  name  yields  the  richeft  perfume. 

And  fweeter  than  mufic  his  voice  ;  / 
His  prefence  difperfes  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice. 
I  mould,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wifti  or  to  fear ; , 
No  mortal  fo  happy  as  I, 

My  fummer  would  laft  all  the  yeajr. 
4  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  at  his  pleafure  refign'd, 
No  changes  of  feafon  or  place, 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind  : 
While  blefs'd  with  a  fenie  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear  ; 
And  prifons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jefus  would  dwell  with  me  there, 
4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  fun  and  my  fong  ; 
Say.  why  do  I  languifh  and  pine, 

And  why  are  my  winters  fo  long  ? 

0  drive  thefe  dark  clouds  from  my  iky, 
Thy  foul-cheering  presence  reitore  : 

Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high. 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

HYMN   CI. 

1  /^lOME,  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  bleffing, 
V^   Tune  my  heart  to  fing  thy  grace  I 

Streams  of  mercy  never  ceafing, 
Call  for  fongsof  Toudefl  praife  : 

Teach  me  fome  melodious  fonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 

Praife  the  mount  —  I'm  fix'd  upon  it, 
Mount  of  thy  redeeming  loye  ! 

z  Here 


9$  PETITION. 

2  Here  I  raife  mine  Ebenezer, 
Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come  ; 

And  I  hope  by  thy  good  pleafure 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jefus  fought  me  when  a  ftranger. 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He,  to  refcue  me  from  danger, 

Interposal  with  precious  blood! 

3  O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 
Daily  I!nr  conftrain  d  to  be! 

Let  thy  goodnefs,  like  a  fetter- 
Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee  ; 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love- 
Here's  my  heart,  O  take  and  feal  it; 
Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above  ! 

HYMN     GIL 

1  JESUS,  from  whom  all  bleflings  flow, 
J    Great  builder  of  thy  church  below', 

If  now  thy  fpirit  moves  my  bread, 
Hear  and  fulfil  thine  own  requeft. 

2  The  few  that  truly  call  thee  Lord, 
And  wait  thy  fanftifying  word, 
And  thee  their  utmoft  Saviour  own, 
Unite,  and  perfeft-  them  in  one. 

3  O  let  them  all  thy  mind  exprefs, 
Stand  forth  thy  chofen  witnefies  ; 
Thy  pow'r  unto  falvation  ihow, 
And  perfect  holinefs  below. 

4  In  them  let  all  mankind  behold 
How  chrifliians  liv'd  in  day^  of  old  ; 

Mightj 


PETITION.  £9 

Mighty  their  envious  foes  to  move, 
A  proverb  of  reproach- and  love. 

5  O  might  my  lot  be  call  with  thefe, 
The  leall  of  Jcrfu's  witnetfes ! 

O  that  my  Lord  would  count  me  meet 
To  warn  his  dear  difciples  feet ! 

6  This  only  thing  do  1  require; 
Thou  know'il  'tis"all  my  heart's  defire ; 
Freely  what  I  receive  to  give, 

The  fervant  of  thy  church  to  live. 

7  After  my  lowly  Lord  to  go, 
And  wait  upon  thy  faints  below, 
Enjoy  the  grace  of  angels  giv'n, 
And  ferve  the  royal  heirs  of  heav'n, 

8  Lord,  if  I  now  thy  drawings  feel, 
And  afk  according  to  thy  will  ; 
Confirm  the  pray'r,  the  feal  impart, 
And  fpeak  the  anfwer  to  my  heart. 

9  Tell  me,  or  thou  malt  never  go, 

f4  Thy  prayer  is  beard  ;  it  ftiall  be  fo.'* 
The  word  oath  pafs'd  thy  lip  ,  and  I, 
Shall  with  thy  people  live  and  die: 

HYMN    CM. 

I  "OVER  fainting  with  defire, 

XL  For  thee,  O  Chrift,  1  call  I 
Thee  I  reftlefsly  require, 

I  want  my  God,  my  All. 
Jefu,  dear  redeeming  Lord, 

I  wait  thy  coming  from  above  ; 
Help  me,  Saviour  I  fpeak  the  word. 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

%  Wilt 


IOO  PETITION. 

2  Wilt  thou  fuffer  me  to  g» 
Lamenting  al!  my  days  ? 

Shall  I  never,  never  know 
*  Thy  fanclifying  grace  ? 
Wilt  thou  nouhe  light  afford, 

The  darknefs  frcu.  mv  foul  remove  ? 
Help  me.  Saviour  /  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

3  Lord,  if  1  on  thee  believe, 
The  fecond  gift  impart ; 

With  th'  indwelling  Spirit  give 

A  new,  a  contrite  heart  ; 
If  with  love  thy  heart  is  ftor'd, 

If  now  o'er  me  thy  bowels  move, 
Help  me  Saviour  !  fpeak  the  word 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

4  Let  me  gain  my  calling's  hope, 
O  make  the  finner  clean  ! 

Dry  corruption's  fountain  up, 

Cut  off  th'  intait  of  fin  : 
Take  me  into  thee  niy  Lord, 

And  I  /Kail  then  no  longer  rove: 
Help  me,  Saviour  !  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love, 

5  Thou,  my  life,  my  treafure  be, 
My  portion  here  below  ! 

Nothing  would  {  {eck  but  thee, 

TheeonJy  would  I  know  : 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

My  heav'n  on  earth,  my  heav'n   above 
Help  m«.  Saviour!  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfeft  me  in  love. 

6  Grant 


6  Grant  me  now  the  blifs  to  feel 

Qf  thefe  that  are  in  thee  ;  ; 
Son  of  God,  thyfelf  reveal, 

Engrave  thy  name  oh  me : 
As  in  heaV'n  be  here  ador'd, 

And  let  me  now  the  promife  prove  : 
Help  me,  Saviour !  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

HYMN    CIV. 

1  l\  ^T^  ^OC* '  *  know,  *  ^  thee  mine, 
iVJL  And  will  not  quit  my  claim 

Till  all  J  have  is  loft  fin  thee,1     * 
And  all  renew'd  I  am. 

2  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand, 
Bat  will  not  let  thee  go, 

Till  ftedfaitly  by  faith  Uand, 
And  all  tfcy  gbodnefs  know. 

3  Jefu,  thine  all-victorious  love 
Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  ! 

Then  fliall  my- feet  no  longer  rove, 
Rooted  and  fix'd  in  God.  - 

4  O  that  in  me  the  facred  fire 
Might  now  begin  to  glow  I  ' 

Burn  up  the  drofs  of  bale  defire, 
And  make  the  mountains  flow  ! 

5  O  that  it  now  from  heav'n  might  fall 
And  all  my  Uns  consume  : 

Come,  Holy  GKoft,  for  thee  I  call, 
Spirit  of  burning,  come. 

6  Rs~ 


102  PETITION'. 

6  Refining  fire,  go  through  my  heart, 

Illuminate  my  foul  ; 
Scatter  thy  life  through  ev'ry  part, 

And  fanclify  the  whole. 

J  Sorrow  and  fin  fliall  then  expire; 

While  enter'd  into  reft, 
I  only  live  my  God  t'  admire, 

My  God  for  ever  bleft. 

8  My  ftedfaftfoul,  from  falling  free. 

Shall  then  no  longer  move  ; 
But  Chrift  be  all  the  world  to  me, 
u   And  all  my  heart  be  love. 

HYMN    CV, 

1  \X/**AT  now  "  mY  objecl  and  aim  ? 

VV    What  now  is  my  hope  and  defire  ? 
To  follow  the  beav'nly  Lamb, 

And  after  his  image  afpire. 
My  hope  is  all  center'd  in  thee  ; 

I  trutt  to  recover  thy  love  ; 
On  earth  thy  faivation  to  fee, 

And  then  to  enjoy  it  above, 
Z  I  truft  for  a  life-giving  God, 

A  God  that  on  Calvary  dy'd  ; 
A  fountain  of  water  and  blood, 

Which  gum'd  from  Immamiel's  fide  I 
I  gafp  for  the  ftream  of  thy  love, 

1  he  fpirit  of  rapture  unknown  ; 
And  then  to  re-drink  it  above, 

Eternally  freftv from  the  throne. 

HYMN 


PETITION.  103 

HYMN    CVI. 

1    T^U,  thy  baundlefs  love  to  me 

J   No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  de- 
clare ; 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  ^hee# 

And  reign  without  a  rival  there  I 
Thine  wholly,  *h me  alone  I  am  j 
J5e  thou  alone  my  conftant  'flame  ! 
2.  O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  foul 

May  dwell  but  thy  pure  love  alone  I 
O  may  thy  lote  poflefs  me  whole  ! 

My  joy,  my  treafure,  and  my  crowji  4 
Strange  flames  far  from  my  heart  remove^ 
My  ev'ry  act,  word,  thought,  be  love. 

3  O  love,  how  cheering  is  thy  ray  f 
All  pain  before  thy  prefence  Sies  ; 

Care,  anginfh,  forrow,  melt  away, 

Where'er  thy  healing  beams  arife  t 
O  Jefu,  nothing  more  1  fee, 
Nothing  defire  or  feek  but  thee. 

4  Unweary'd  may  I  this  purfue, 
Dauntlefs  to  the  high  prize  afpire : 

Hourly  within  my  foul  renew 

Th-is  holy  flame,  this  heav'nly  fire  1 
And  day  and  night  be  all  ray  care 
To  guard  this  facred  treafure  there. 

5  O  that  I  as  a  little  child 

May  follow  thee  ano^  never  reft  ; 
Till  fweetly  thou  haft  breath'd  thy  mild 

And  lowly  mind  into  my  bread  ! 
Nor  ever  may  we  parted  be, 
Till  1  become  one  fp'rit  with  thee. 

6  Still 


1©4  PETITION.1 

6  Still  let  thy  love  point  opt  my  way; 
How   wond'rous   things   thy    love    hath 

wrought  I 
Still  lead  me,  JeftI  go  aftray  ; 

Direft  my  word,  infpire  my  thought ; 
And  if  1  fall,  foon  may  I  hear 
Thy  voice,  and  know  that  love  is  near. 

7  In  fuff'ring  be  thy  love  my  peace, 
Jn  weaknefs  be  thy  love  my  pow'r  , 
And  when  the  ftorms  of  life  ihall  ceafe, 

Jefus  in  that  important  hour— • 
In  death,  as  life,  fee  thai  my  guide, 
And  fave  me,  who  for  me  haft  dy'd  ! 

HYMN    CVIL 

'    T-7  ^Y,  and  true»  ana*  righteous  Lord, 
|71    I  wait  to  prove  thy  perfect  will:    ' 

Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word  ; 
And  {lamp  me  with  thy  Spirit's  feal. 

2  Or.en  my  faith's  interior  eye  : 
Difplay^hy  glory  from  above  ; 

And  alii  am  ftiajl  fink  and  die, 
Loft  in  aft  on  i  fli  men  t  and  love  1 

3  Confound,  o'erpow'r  me  by  thy  grace  : 
I  would  be  myfeif  abhor'd  : 

All  might,  all  majefly,  all  praife, 
All  glory  be  toChriit  my  Lord  ! 

4  Now  let  me  gain  perfection's  height  ; 
Now  let   me  into  nothing  fail, 

As  Iefs  than  nothing  in  thy  light, 
And  feel  that  Chrift  is  ail  in  all. 

HYMN 


PETITION.  IQ£ 

HYMN    CVIII. 

1  Q  AVIOUR  of  the  fin  Tick  foul, 

j^5  Give  me  faith  to  make  me  whole  ; 
Finifli  thy  great  work  of  grace  I 
Cut  it  fhort  in  righteoufnefs. 

2  Speak  the  fecond  time.  "  Be  clean  !" 
Take  away  my  inbred  fin  : 

EvVy  (tumbling  block  remove  ; 
Caft  it  out  by  perfecl  love. 

3  Nothing  lefs  will  I  require, 
Nothing  more  can  I  defire  ; 
None  but  Chrift  to  me  be  giv'n  ! 
None  but  Chrift  in  earth  or  heav'n, 

4  O  that  I  may  now  decreafe  I 
O  that  all  I  am  might  ceafe  '! 
Let  me  into  nothing  fall  I 
Lei  my  Lord  be  all  in  all  ! 

HYMN    CIX. 

i  T  ORD,  I  Relieve  a  reft  remains 
JLfc/  To  all  thy  people  known, 

A  rctt,  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  thou  art  lov'd  alone. 

2  A  reft,  where  all  my  foul's  defire 
Is  fix'd  on  things  above  ; 

Where  fear,  and  lin,  and  grief  expire, 
Caft  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  I  now  the  reft  might  know, 
Believe  and  enter  in  ! 

Now,  baviour,  now  the  pow'r  beftow, 
And  let  me  ceafe  from  (in. 

4  Remove 


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PETITION. 


4  Remove  thy  hardnefs  from  my  heart, 
This  unbelief  remove; 

To  me  the  reft  of  faith  impart, 
The  Sabbath  of  thy  love. 

5  I  would  be  thine,  thou  know'ft  f  would, 
And  have  thee  all  my  own  : 

Thee,  O  my  all  fuffieient  good  ! 
I  want,  and  thee  alone. 

6  Thy  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant  J 
This,  only  this,  be  giv'n  ; 

Nothing  befide  my  God  I  want, 

Nothing  in  earth  or  heav'n. 
-7  Come,  O  my  Saviour,  come  away, 

Into  my  foul   defcend  I 
No  longer  from  thy  creatures  {lay, 

My  au  hor,  and  my  end  I 
i  Come.  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Qhofh    - 

And  feal  me  thine  abode  ; 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  loft  ; 

Let  all  be  loft  in  God  I 

HYMN    CX. 

J   f~\  Joyful  found  of  gofpel-grace, 
\J  Chrifl:  mail  in  me  appear  !  ' 

J,  even  I,  ihall  fee  his  face; 
1  ffrall  be  holy  here. 

2,  The  glorious  crown  of  righteoufnefs, 

To  me  reach'dout  I  view  ; 
Conqu'ror  through  him,  \  foon  mall  feize 

And  wear  it  as  my  due. 

3  The  promis'd  land  from  Pifgah's  top 
I  now  e^ult  to  fee  ; 

MY 


PETITION?  I07 

My  hope  is  full  (O  glorious  hope) 
Of  immortality. 

4  He  vilrts  now  the  houfe  of  clay  ; 
He  fhakei  his  future  home  : 

0  would'ft  thou  Lord,  on  this  glad  day 
Into  thy  temple  come. 

5  With  me,  I  know,  I  feel  thou  art* 
But  this  cannot  fuffice, 

Unlefs  thou  planted  in  my  heart 
A  conftant  paradife. 

6  My  earth  thou  wat'reft:  from  on  high; 
But  make  it  all  a  pool : 

Spring  up,  O  well ,  1  ever  cry 
Spring  up  within  my  foul. 

7  Come,  O  my  God,  thyfelf  reveal  I 
Fill  all  this  mighty  void  : 

Thou  only  can'ft  my  fpirit  fill  • 
Come,  O  my  God,  my  God .! 

8  Fulfill* *  fulfill  my  large  defires, 
Large  as  infinity  | 

Give,  give  me  all  my  foul  requires; 
All,  alt  that  is  in  thee  I 

HYMN    CXI. 

1  TESUS  hath  dy'd  that  T  might  live; 
J    Might  live  to  God  alone  , 

In  him  eternal  life  receive, 
And  be  in  fpirit  one. 

2  Saviour,  I  thank  thee  for  the  grace, 
The  gift  unfpeakable  ; 

And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  t*  embrace, 
And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 


IOS  PETITION. 

3  My  foul  breaks  out  in  ftrong  defire, 
The  perfect  blifs  to  prove  ; 

My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire 
To  be  diifolvd  in  love. 

4  Give  me  thyfelf,  from  ev'ry  boaft, 
From  ev'ry  wifh  fet  free : 

Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  loft. 
But  give  thyfelf  tome. 

5  Thy  gifts,  alas !  cannot  fuffiee> 
Unlefs  thyfelf  be  giv'n  : 

Thy  prefence  makes  my  paradife, 
And  where  thou  art  is  heav'n  I 

HYMN     CXII. 

1  'T'HOU  great  myfteriou*  God  unknown, 

J      Whole  love  hath  greaty  led  me  on* 
Ev'n  from  my  infant  days  ; 
Mine  inmoft  foul  expofe  to  view, 
And  tell  me  if  I  never  knew 
Thy  juftifying  grace. 

2  If  I  have  only  known  thy  fear, 
And  follow'd  with  an  heart  fincere, 

Thy  drawings  froiri  above; 
Now.  now  the  farther  grace  beftow, 
And  let  my  fprinkled  confcience  know 

Thy  fweet  forgiving  love. 

3  Short  of  thy  love  I  would  not  (lop, 
A  ft  ranger  to  the  gofpel  hope, 

The  fenfe  of  fin  forgiv'n  . 
]  would  not,  Lord,,  my  four  deceive, 
Without  thy  inward  witneis  life, 

That  antepaft  of  heav'n. 

4  K 


4  If  now  the  witnefs  were  in  me, 
Would  he  not  teftify  of  thee, 

In  Jefus  reconcil'd  ? 
And  fliould  I  not  with  faith  draw  nigh* 
And  boldly  Ahbi  Father  cnr 

I  know  my  fell  thy  child  ?' 

5  Ah  !  never  Jet  thy  fervant  reft, 
Till  of  my  part  in  Chrift  pofTeit, 

I  on  thy  mercy  feed  : 
Unworthy  of  the  crumbs  that  fall, 
Yet  rais'd  by  him  whody'd  for  alf 

To  eat  the  children's  bread. 

6  Whate'er  obftru&s  thy   pard'ning  love, 
Or  fin,  or  righteoufnefs  remove,* 

Thy  glory  to  difplay  • 
Mine  heart  of  unbelief  convince, 
And  now  abfolve  me  from  my  fins, 

And  take  them  all  away. 

H  Y  M  N     CXIII. 

1  1V/rY^ho?e'  my  A]1'  m'f  Sav'011?  ti&fc 

IV  A .    ?.lree  io  !  now  my  foul  I  bow, 
i  teel  the  bhfs  thy  wounds  impart, 

I  find  the  Saviour  in  my  heart. 
z  Be- thou  my  ftrength,  be  thou  my  way 

Protect  me  through  my  life's  fhott  day  - 
.  In  all  my  a&s  may  wifdom  guide  * 

And  keep  me,  Saviour,  near\hy  fide, 
3  Corred,  reprove,  and  comfort  me, 

As  I  have  need,  my  Saviour  be  ; 

And  if  I  would  from  thee  depart 

1  hen  clafp  me,  Saviour,  to  thy  heart. 

F  4  Ja 


;IIO  •  PETITION. 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  darker!  hour, 
Save  me  from  fin  and  Satan's  pow'r  ; 
Tear' every  idol  from  thy  throne; 
And  reign  my  Savicur — reign  alone. 

5  My  luff 'ring  time  fhall  foon  be  o'er, 
7  hen  fhall  1  figh  and  weep  no  more  ; 
My  ranfom'd  foul  iliall  foar  away, 
To  ling,  thy  praife  in  endlefs  day. 

HYMN       CXIV. 

1  TESUS,  the  all-fuLtaining  word* 
J    My  fallen  fpirit's  hope, 

After  thy  lovely  likenefs,  Lord, 
O  when  iliall  1  wake  up  ? 

2  Thou,  O  my   God,  thou  only  art 
The  life,  the  truth,  the  way  ; 

Quicken  my  foul,  inftrufhmy  heart,. 
My  finking  footfteps  (lay. 

Of  all  thou  haft  in  earth  below, 

In  heavn  above  to  give, 
Give  me  thine  only  felf  to  know. 

In  thee  to  walk  and  live. 

4  Fill  me  with  all  the  life  of  love, 
In  myftic  union  join 

Me  to  thyfelf,  and  let  me  prove 
The  fellow/hip  divine. 

5  Open  the  intercourfe  between 
My  longing  foul  and  thee, 

Never  to  be  broke  off  again, 
Through  all  eternity. 

HYMN 


PETITION".  Ill 

HYMN     CXV. 

1  T  JOW  va,n  are  a^  things  here  below, 

jL   How  fa'lfe  and  yet  how  fair  I 
Each  pleafure  hath  its  poifon  too, 
And  ev'ry  fweet  a  fnare. 

2  The  brighteft  things  below  the  fky 
Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light ; 

We  fhoqTtf  fufpect.  fome  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  pcnefs  delight. 

5..  Our  dearer!  joys,  and  neareft  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  oar  v/av'ring  minds, 

And  leave  but  half  for  God ! 

4  The  fondnefs  of  a  creature's  love, 
How  ftrong  it  ftrikes  the  fenfe  ; 

Thither  the  warm  affection's  move, 
N^r  can  we  call  'em  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  foul's  eternal  food  ; 

Ar'-i  grace"  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

H  Y  M  N      CXVI. 


A  LI.  ye  that  pafs  by, 


£~\   To  jefus  df  aw  nigh  : 
To  vou  is  it  nothing  that  Jelus  mould  die  f 
Your  ranfom  and  peace, 
Your  furety  he  \i, 
U%  if  there  ever  was  forrow  like  his. 

2  For 


112  PETITION. 

2  For  what  you  have  done 
His  blood  mud  atone  : 

The  father  hath  puniftYd  for  you  his  dearSon; 

The  Lord  in  Lhe  day 

Of  his  anger  did  lay 
Your  fins  on  the  Lamb,and  he  bore  them  away 

3  He  anfwer'd  for  all, 
O  come  at  his  call, 

And  low  at  his  crofs  with  aflonimment  fall. 

But  lift  up  your  eyes 

At  Jefu^'s  cries : 
Impaflive  he  furTers,  immortal  he  dies. 

4.  He  dies  to  atone 

For  fins  not  his  own: 
Your  debt  he  hath  paid,  and  your  work  lie 
hath  done. 

Ye  all  may  receive 

The  peace  he  did  leave, 
Who  made  interceffion,  "  My  Father  forgive''' 

5  For  you  and  for  me 
He  pray'd  on  the  tree  : 

The  prayer  is  accepted,  the  fmner  is  free. 

The  fmner  am  I, 

Who  on  Jefus  rely, 
And  come  for  the  pardon  God  cannot  deny. 

6  My  pardon  T  claim, 
For  a  finner  1  am, 

A  finner  believing  in  Jefus's  name. 

He  purchas'd  the  grace, 

Which  now  I  embrace  ? 
O  Father,  thou  know'it  he  hath  diel  in  my 

place. 

7  His 


PETITION.  II3 

7  Kis  death  is  my  plea, 

My  Advocate  fee,  [for  me 

And  hear  the  blood  fpeak  that  hath  anfwer'd 

Acquitted  I  was, 

When  he  bled  on  the  crofs, 
And  by  lofing  his  life   he  hath  carried  my 

cauie. 
K    ;  M  N    CXVIL 

1  "TT7HEN,  gracious  Lord,  when  {Kali  i£ 

W  be, 

That  Imali  find  my  all  in  thee! 
The  fullnefs  of  thy  promife  prove, 
The  feal  of  thine  eternal  love  ? 

2  A  poor  b'.ind  child  I  wander  here, 
If  haply  I  may  feel  thee  near  ! 

O  dark  !  dark  !  dark  !  I  ftill  muft  fay 
Amid  the  blaze  of  gofpel-day. 

3  Thee,  only  thee  I  fain  would  find, 
And  call  the  world  and  flefh  behind : 
Thou,  only  thou  to  me  be  given, 

Of  all  thou  halt  in  earth  or  heaven. 

4  When  from  the  arm  of  flefh  fet  free, 
je:u.  my  ioul  fhall  f)y  to  thee: 

Jefu,  when  1  have  loft  my  all, 
i  fhail  upon  thy  bofom  fall. 

HYMN    CXVIIf. 

1    tTTKCM  man   forfakes  thou  wilt  not 

v  v  leave, 

Ready  ihe  outcafts  to  receive  ; 
Tnnugh  all  my  ^mplenefs  1  own, 
And  all  my  faults  to  thee  are  known . 

2  Ah! 


114  PETITION". 

2  Ah  !  wherefore  did  I  ever  doubt  ?    , 
Thou  wilt  in  no  wife  call  me  out, 
An  helplefsfoul  that  comes  to  thee. 
With  only  fin  and  miiery. 

3  Lord,  1  am  fick,  my  ficknefs  cure  ; 
I  want,  do  thou  enrich  the  poor  j 
Under  thy  mighty  hand   I  Hoop  : 
O  lift  the  abject  finner  up  I 

4  J_ord  I  am  blind,  be  thou  my  fight  ! 
Lord,  I  am  weak,  be  thou  my  might  1 
A  helper  of  the  helplefs  be, 

And  let  me  find  my  all  in  thee  ! 

H  Y  M  N    CXIX. 

1  YESUS,  Redeemer  of  mankind, 
J    Difplay  thy  faving  power  ; 

Thy  mercy  let  thefe  outcafts  find, 
.    And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

2  Ah  gwe  them,  LorJ,   a  longer  fpacc. 
Nor  fuddenly  cdniume  ; 

But  let  them  take  the  profferjd  grace, 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come. 

3  O  would'il  thou  cad  a  pitying  look 
(All  goodnefs  as  thou  art) 

Like  that  which  iaithlefs  Peter's  broke, 
Or  my  obdurate  heart, 

4  Who  thee  beneath  fhcir  feet  have  trod. 
And  crucified  afrefh. 

Touch  with  thine  all-viclorious  blood, 
And  turn  the  ftone  tofleih. 

5  C?( 


PETITION.  115 

5  Open  their  eyes,  and  ears,  to  fee 
Thy  crofs,  to  hear  thy  cries  : 

Sinner,  thy'faviour  weeps  for  thee, 
For  thee  he  weeps,  and  dies* 

6  All  the  day  long  he  meekly  (lands 
His  rebels  to  receive, 

And  fhews  his    wounds,    and    fpreads  his 
hands, 
And  bids  you  turn  and  live. 

7  Turn,  and  your  fins  of  deepeft  dye 
He  will  with  blood  efface  ? 

Even  now  he  waits  with  blood  t'  apply, 
Be  fav'd,  be  fav'd  by  grace. 

8  Be  fav'd  from  hell,  from  fin  and  fear  : 
He  fpeaj-s  you. now  forgiven, 

Walk  before  God,  be  perfeft  here, 
And  then  come  up  to  heaven. 

HYMN      CXX. 

a  /^V  God,  of  good!   the  unfathom'd  fea," 

V^/  Who  would  not   give  his  heart    to 
thee;? 
Who  would  not  love  thee  with  his  might  ? 
O  Jefu   lover  of  mankind, 
Who  would  not  his  whole  foul  and  mind, 

V/ith  all  his  ftrength  to  thee  unite  ? 
2  Thou  min'ft  with  everlafting  rays  ; 
Before  th'  unfufferable  blaze 

Angels  with  both  wings  veil  their  eyes : 
Yet  free  as  air  thy  bounty,  ftreams 
On  all  thy  works  -,  thy  mercy's  beams 

Diffufive  as  the  fun's  arife. 

3   Afto- 


If6  petition; 

V^"^?  attV  Owning  brow, 

Earth,  hell  and  heav'qs  iirong  pillars  bow, 
„„    Tfr'b!e  majefty  is  thine  ! 

Wh-ch  bows  thee  down  to  me.  who  left 
I  han  nothing  am,  till  thou  art  mine  f 

4  -High  thron  d  on  faeav'ns  eternal  bill 
in  number,  weight  and  meafmc  ilill 
Ihoufweetlyordereitallthatis; 

Andyetthoudeign^tocometome, 

And  guide  my  fteps,  that  I  with  thee 
•fcnJirond,  may  x,\ga  m  endlef  biIf$# 

HYMN  CXX1. 

1  O  J' SUs  my  re^» 

Is  tlJ   r  uH°W  unfP^b!y  bleft 

breV'    '  C°me*'  t0  be  hld  in    th* 
*  I  cc    eat  thv  call, 
And  at  thy  feet  fall. 
And  believe  a^(J  cpnfefs  thee  my  god  and  my 
an . 

3  Thou  art  Mary's  good  part, 
ty,  The  thing  needful  thou  art, 
^ae  defire  of  mine  eyes,  and  the  oy  of  my 

heart.  ' 

4  My  comfort  and  ftay, 
My  life  and  mv  way, 

My  crown  of  rejoicing  in  that  happy  day. 

5  Health,  pardon  and  peace 
In  thee  I  Dotfefs  • 

lean  have  nothing  more,  I  will  t.ave  nothing 

6  I  fland  In  thy  might, 
I  walk   in  thy  light, 

Aid  all  heaven  I  claim   in  thy  God-givinr 
rj*ht-  HYxVIN 


PETITION.  aj 

H  Y  m  N     CXXII. 

For  more   Labourers, 

i     TESU,  thy  wand'ring  /Keep  behold  ! 

J     See,  Lord,  with  yearning  bowels  fee 
Poor  fouls  that  cannot  find  the  fold, 

Till  fought,  and  gather'd  in  by  thee. 

2  Loll  are  they  now,  and  fcatter'd  wide. 
In  pain,  and  wearinefs,  and  want ; 

With  no  kind  Shepherd  near  to  guide 
The  fick,  and  fpiritlefs,  and  faint. 

3  Thou,  only  thou,  the  kind  and  good, 
And  llieep  redeeming  Shepherd  art  $ 

Collect  thy  fleck,  and  give  them  food, 
And  paftors  after  thine  own  heart. 

4  Give  the  pure  word  of  general  grace, 
And  great  iTiall  be  the  preacher's  crowd : 

Preachers  who  all  the  finful  race, 
Point  to  the  all-atoning  blood. 

5  Open  their  mou:h,  and  utterance  give, 
Give  them  a  trumpet  voice  to  call 

A  world,  who  all  may  turn  and  live, 
Through  faith  in  him  v/ho  died  for  all. 

6  In  every  MefTenger  reveal, 

The  grace  they  preach  divinely  free  ; 
That  each  may  by  the  Spirit  tell 

k4  He  died  for  all,  who  died  for  me." 

7  A  double  portion  from  above, 

Of  that  all-quickening   Spirit  impart  ; 
Shed  forth  thine  univerfal  love, 
In  every  faithful  Pallor's  heart. 

8  Thy 


U$  PETITTCK. 

S  Thy  onlv  glory  let  ihem  f-ek, 
O  let  their  hearts  with  love    'erc 

Let  them  brieve,  and  theref  refpfcak. 
And  fpread  thy  mercy's   praiie  b.iow. 

HYMN    CXXiU. 

Nativity  Hymn. 

1  TJ»ATHE?,  our  heart?  we  lift 
J^     Up  to  thy  gracious  throne_ 

And  thank  thee  for  the  precious  gift 

Of  thine  incarnate  Son  j 

The  gift  unfpeakable 

We  thankfully  receive, 
And  to  the  world  thy  goodnefs  telj, 

And  to  thy  glory  live. 

2  Jefus  the  holy  child, 
Doth  by  his  bir.h  declare, 

That  God  and  man  are  rtcoijcii'd, 

And  one  in  him  we  are  : 

Salvati  n  through  his  ranie 

To  all  mankind  is  given. 
And  leud  his  infant  cries'proclami 

A  peace  'twin  eart  en. 

3  A  peace  on  earth  he  brings 
Which  never  more  fliall  end  : 

The  Lord  of  hofts,  the  King  of  kings* 
Declares  himfelf  our  fr  end  ; 
Alfumes  our  fiefh  and  blood, 
That  we  his  fpirit  may  g 
,        The  everlailing  Son  of  (><  d, 
The  mortal  Son  of  man. 

4  His  kingdom  from  above 
He  dosh  to  us  impart, 


PETITION.  119 

And  pure  benevolence  and  love, 

O'erflow'd  the  faithful  hem : 

Chang'd  in  a  moment  we 

The  fweet  attraction  find, 
With  open  arms  of  chanty 

Embracing  all  mankind. 

5  O  might  they  all  receive, 

The  new  born  Prince  of  Peace, . 
And  meekly  in  his  fpirit  live, 

And  in  his  love  increafe  ! 

Till  he  convey  us  home, 

Cry  every  foui  aloud, 
Come,.thou  defire  of  nations  come, 

And  take  us  up  to  God. 

HYMN        CXXiV. 
For  more  Labourers* 

1  T    ORD  of  the  harveft,  hear 

8   j     Thy  needy  fervants  cry, 
Aniwer  our  fajth's  effectual  prayer, 
And  all  our  wants  fupply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait 
Our  wants  are  in  thy  v  ew: 

The  ha*veft,  truly,  Lord,  is  great, 
The  labourers  are  few. 

3  Convert, and  fend  forth  more 
Into  thy  church  abroad, 

And  let  them  fpeak  thy  word  of  power, 
As  workers  with  their  God. 

4  Give  the  pure  gofpel-word, 
Ths  word  of  general  grace; 


120  PETITION. 

Thee  let  them  preach,  the  common  Lord  * 

Saviour  of  human  race. 
5  O  let  them  ff  read  thy  name, 

Their  miffion  fully  prove, 
Thy  univerfal  grace  proclaim, 

Thine  all  redeeming  love. 

HYMN     CXXV. 
For  a  fuk  Per f on. 

1  £EE,  gracious  Lord,  with  pitying  eyes, 
O  Beneath  thy  hand  a  fufferer  lies, 
Thy  mercy,  not  thine  anger  proves ; 
And  fide  he  is  whom  Jefus  loves. 

2  Hus  to  thine  own  afflictions  join, 
Accept,,  exalt,  and  count  them  thine  ; 
Thy  paifi  -n  which  remains  fulfill, 
And  fuffej  in  thy  members  uilL 

3  Hislicknefs  feel,  endure  his  pain 
His  burden  bear,  his  crofs  fuftain  : 
Grieve  in  his  griefs,  ai  d  iigh  his  fighs, 
And  Dreathehis  wim.es  to  the  ikies.  r 

4  Enter  his  heart,  poflcfs  him  whole, 
Jr.fpire,  and  actuate  his  f<  ul  $ 
Himielf  no  longer  let  it  be 

'I  hat  fuffer.?,  or  thai'  lives  but  thee. 

5  1  hyfelf  through  f offerings  perfect  nude, 
•    Conform  him  tnus  to  thee  hs  head  -, 

Retire,  and  raife  his  viittie  higher, 
Vv  hen  tried  and  purified  by  fire. 

6  So  when  his  eyes  beheld  thee  near, 
And  thou  his  hidden  life  appear  ; 
Bright  in  thy  likenefs  fhaJl  he  ihine, 
And  glorious  all,  and  all  divine. 


REJOICING.  Ill 

REJOICING. 

HYMN     CXXVI. 

i   ^">(OME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 

\^   And  let  your  joys  be  known  g 
Join  in  a  fong  with  fweet  accord, 

While  yeiurround  his  throne  : 
Let  thofe  refufe  to  Ting 

Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  fervants  of  the  heav'nly  king 

May  fpeak  their  joys  abroad. 
z  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 

That  all  the  earth  furveys, 
That  rides  upon  the  ftormy  fyy, 

And  calms  the  roaring  leas  ; 
This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  Love  ; 
He  will  fend  down  his  heav'nly  pow'rs 

To  carry  us  above. 

3  There  we  ihall  fee  his  face, 
And  never,  never  fin  ; 

There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 

Drink  endlefs  pleasures  in. 
Yea,  and  before  we  rife 

To  that  immortal  ttate, 
The  thought  of  fuch  amazing  blifs 

Should  conftant  joys  create. 

4  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below  ; 

Celeftial  fruit  en  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow  : 

Then 


iZZ  REJOICING. 

Then  let  our  fongs  abound, 

^nd  ev'ry  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  through  Immanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high, 

HYMN     CXXVII. 

*    T  TAPJ»Y  the  man  that  finds  the  grace, ' 

ll  1  he  bleffing  of  God's  chofen  race, 
The  wiidom  coming  from  above, 
The  faith  that  Iweetly  works  by  love. 

2  Happy  beyond  defcription  he 
VVho  knows  the  faviourdy'd  for  me,- 
The  gift  unfpeak  bie  obtains, 

And  heav'nly  understanding  gains, 

3  Wifdom  divine  !   Who  tells  the  price 
■Of  wifdom's  cofriy  merchandize  ? 
Wildom  of  filyer  we  prefer, 

And  gold  is  drofs,  compar'd  to  her. 

4  Her  hands  are  fill'd  with  length  of  days, 
True  riches  and  immortal  praife  ; 
Riches  of  ChriiT.  on  all  beltow'd, ' 

And  honour  that  defcends  from  God. 

5  To  pureft  joys  ftie  all  invites, 
Chalte,  hoiy,-fpiritual  delights: 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleafantnefs, 
And  all  her  flow'ry  paths  are  peace. 

6  Happy  the  man  who  wildora  gains  ; 
Thrice  happy  who  this  gueft  retains  : 
He  owns,  and  fhall  for  ever  own 
Wifdom.  and  Chrift,  and  heav'n,  are  one. 

HYMtf 


REJOICING.  123 

HYMN      CXXVIII. 

j    TJA pp Y  the  fouls  to  Jefus  join'd, 
jTl   And  fav'd  by  grace  alone  ; 

Walking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 
Their  hcav'n  on  earth  begun. 

2  The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love, 
1  heir  mighty  joys  we 'know  , 

They  fing  the  Lamb  in  Hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee  in  thy  glorious  realm  they  praife, 
And  bow  before  thy  throne  ! 

We  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace  ; 
Thefe  kingdoms  are  but  one.. 

4  The  holy  to  the  hcly'ft  leads  ; 
From  thence  our  fpirits  rife  : 

And  he  that  in  thy  ftatutes  treads, 
Shall  meet  thee 'in  the  ikies. 

H  Y  M  N     CXX1X, 

1  T     ET  earth  and  heav'n  agree, 
\__j   Angels  and  men  be  join'd 

To  celebrate  with  me,  _ 

1  he  faviour  cf  mankind  ; 
T'  adore  the  ail-atoning  Lamb, 
And  blefs  the  found  of  Jefu's  name. 

2  Jefus!  transporting  found! 
The  joy  of  earth  and  heav'n  ; 

No  other  help  is  found, 

No  ether  name  is  giv'n, 
By  which  we  can  falvation  have, 
But  lefus  came  the  world  to  fave. 

3  Je&j 


*a4  REJOICING; 

3  Jefus  !  harmonious  name  ! 
It  charms  the  boils  above  ; 

They  e\er:nore  proclaim, 

And  woncjer   at  hfs  love  : 
JTis  all  their  happinefs  to  gaze, 
'Tisheav'n  to  Tee  our  Jefu's  fcce, 

4  His  name  the  Tinner  hears, 
And  ir,  from  fin  fet  free/ 

'Tis  rnuCc  in  his  ears, 

'Tis  life  and  victory  ; 
New  fongs.  does  now  his' lips  employ, 
Aad  dances  his  glad  heart  for  joy. 

5  Stung  by  the  Scorpion  fin, 
My  poor  exp. ring  foul 

The  balmy  found  drinks  in% 

Aad  is  at  once  made  whole  : 
See  there  my  Lcrd  upon   the  tree  ! 
I  hear,  i  feel  he  dy'd  for  me. 

6  O  unexampled  love  1 

O  all  redeeming  grace  !' 
How  ivvifily  didit  thou  move 

To  fave  a  fallen  race  : 
What  lha  1  I   co  to  make  it  known, 
Vvhat  thou  for  all  mankind  haft  d 

7  O  for  a  iru>r,pet-voice, 
On  all  the  world  to  call  ; 

To  bid  their  hea:ts  rejoice 

Jn  him  who  dy'd  for  all  / 
For  all  my  Lord  was  crucify  a  ! 
For  all,  for  all  my  baviour  d}  d .' 

fc  To 


REJOICING.  1.25 

$  To  ferve  thy  blefled  will, 

Thy  dying  Jove  to  praife, 
Thy  counfel  to  fulfil, 

And  minifter  ihy  grace  ; 
Freely  what }  receive  to  give, 
The  iife  of  heav'n  on  earth  I  liv$. 


'A 


H  Y  M  N    CXXX. 
RISE,  my  foul,  arife, 
Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears., 


The  bleed j ng  facriftce 

In  my  behalf  appears  t 
Before  the  throne  my  furety  ftands  5 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 
2  He  ever  iiyes  above 

For  me  to  intercede  ; 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  atton'd  for  all  our  race, 
And  fprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grac§* 

2  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Receiv'd  on  Calvary  ; 
They  pour  efT  clual  pray'rs, 

They  ftrongly  fpeak  for  me  : 
Forgive  him,  O  forgive  they  cry  I 
Nor  let  that  ranfom'd  {inner  die. 

4  The  father  hears  him  pray, 

His  dear  anointed  one  $ 
He  cannot  turn  away 
The  prefence  of  his  Son  : 
His  fpirit  anfwers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  bom  of  God. 


5  My 


126  RFJOICINQ. 

5  My  God  is  reconcile, 

His  pard'ning  voice  •  hear  5 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 

1  can  no  longer  fear  ; 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba  Father,  cry  I 

HYMN   .CXXXJ. 

1  IV/T^-God  }  ain  thine, 

1 VX    What  a  comfort  divine 5 
What  a  blefhng  to  know  that  my  Jefus  is 
mine  ! 
In  the  heavenly  Lamb 
Thrice  happy  I  am,  (his  name. 

And  my  heart  it  doth  -dance  at  the  found  of 

2  f  rue  pleafures  abound 

In  the  rapturous  found  ;      (found. 
And  whoever  hath  found  it,  hath  paradife 

My  Jefus  to  'know, 

And  feel  his  blood  flow, 
'Tis  life  everlattmg,  'tis  :heav'n  below!  i 

3  Yet  onward  I  hafte 
To  the  heav'nly  fea'l  ; 

That,  that  is  the  fullnefs,  btlt  this  is  the  tafte  : 

And  this  I  lliall  prove, 

Till  with  joy  I  remove 
To  the  heaven  of  heavens  in  J  efus's  love. 

HYMN     CXXXir. 

1   HPHY  ceafelefs,  ynexhaufted  love, 

J-     Unmerited  apd  free, 
Delights  our  evil  to  remove, 
And  help  our  mifery. 

2  Thou 


REJOICING.'  1^7 

2  Thou  waited  to  be  gracious  ftlH  $ 
Thou  doit  with  finners  bear, 

That  fav'd,  we  may  thy  goodnefs  feel, 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

3  T^y  goodnefs  and  thy  truth  to  me, 
To  ev'ry  foul  abound  ; 

A  vaft,  unfathomable  fea, 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd, 

4  Its  flreams  the  whole  creation  reach, 
So  plent'ous  is  the  ftore  ; 

Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each, 
Enough  for  evermore! 

5  Faithful,  O  Lord,  thy  mercies  are  J 
A  rock  that  cannot  move  ; 

A  thouiand  promifes  declare 
Thy  constancy  of  love  I 

6  Thronghout  the  univerfe  it  reigns, 
Unalterably  fure ; 

And  while  the  truth  cf  God  remains, 
This  goodnefs  mult  endure. 

HYMN    CXXXJIL 

1  |3  EJOTCE,  the  Lord  is  King  f 
X\   Your  Lord  and  King  adore  ^ 

Mortals  give  thanks  and  fmg, 

And  triumph  evermore: 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice3 
Rejoice,  again  I  fay  rejoice  ! 

2  Jefus  the  Saviour  rc'gns, 

'1  he  Go'd  of  truth  and  love, 
When  be  bad  purged  our  {tains 

He  took  his  feat  above. 
Lift  up,  &c.  3  His 


1^8  REJOICING, 

3  His  kingdom   cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  foeav'n  | 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell, 

Are  to  our  Jefus  given  : 
Lift  up,  &c. 

4  He  fits  at  God's  right- handj 
Till  all  his  foes  fubmir  j 

And  dqw  to  his  command, 

And  fall  beneath  his  feet  j 
Lift  up,  SzcV 

5  He  all  his  foes  {Kail  quell,, 
Shall  ali  oar  (ins  deftroy  ; 

And  every  bofom  iwell 

With  pure  feraphic  joy  :- 
Lift  up,  &c. 

6  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 
Jefus  the  Judge  ihall  come  5 

And  take  his  fervants  up 

To  their  eternal  home  ; 
We  foon  mall  hear  the  archangel's  voice  ; 
The  trump  of  God  ilia  11  found" rejoice  J  ' 


O 


1  Y  M  N    CXXXIV. 

Tell  me  no  more 
Of  this  world's  vain  ftore. 
The  time  for  (uch.   trifles  with  me  now  is 
o'er  ; 
A  country  I've  found, 
Where  true  joys  abound, 
Tp    dwell    I'm  deteniwn'd     in    that    W*py 
ground. 

2  7  he  fouls  that  believe, 

In  Paradife  live, 
And  me  in  that  number  v/iil  Jefus  receive  » 


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My  foul  don't  delay, 
He  calls  thee  away, 
Rife,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  blefs  the  glad 
day-. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know 

What  he  can  beftow,  [him  go  : 

What  light,  ftrength  and  comfort-^- go  after 

Lo  onward  I  move, 

To  a  country  above,  [will  prove. 
None    guefTes  how  wond'rous  my  journey 

4  Great  fpoils  I  {hall  win, 
From  death,  hell,  and  fin. 

Mtda  outward  afflictions   ihall   feel  Qht\& 
within  : 

And  when  J"m  to  die, 

Receive  me  I'll  crv, 
for  Jefus  hath  lov'd  me,  1  cannot  tell  why. 

5  But  this  I  do  find, 
We  too  are  fo  join'd, 

■He'll  not  live  in  glory  and  leave  me  behind  i 

So  this  is  the  race, 

I'm  running  thro' grace,  [face. 

Henceforth,  till  admitted  to  fee  my  Lord's 

6  And  now  I'm  in  care, 

.■  My  neighbours  may  fhare 

Thefe  bleflings  -  to  feek  them   will  none  of 
you  dare  ? 
In  bondage,  O  why, 
And  death  will    you  lie,  [nigh  ? 

When  one  here  allures  you  true  grace  is  fo 

HYMN       CXXXV. 
1      AND  roiift  this  body  die, 

JTx     This  wel  1- wrought  frame  decay  ? 
And  mud  thefe  a&ive  limbs    ef  mine 
Lie   mculd'ring  in  the  clay  I 


*3°  REJOICING. 

%     Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 

Shall  bur  refine  this  flefli, 
'Till  thy  triumphant  fpirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afrefti. 

3  God  my  Redeemer  lives, 
And  ever  from  the  (kies 

Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dull 
Till  he  flull  bid  it  rife. 

4  Array'd  in  glorious  grace, 
Shall  thefe  vile  bodies  mine. 

And  ev'ry  fhape,  and  ev'ry  face 
Be  heavenly  and  divine. 

5  Thefe  lively  hopes  we  owe, 
Lord,  to  thy  dying  love  ; 
may  we  blefs  thy  grace  below, 
And  ling  thy  grace  above. 

6  Saviour,  accept  the  praife 
Of  thefe  our  humble  fongs, 

Till  tunes  of  nobler  founds  we  raife 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

H   Y    M  N  CXXXVi. 

i   T|E  dies,  the  friend  of  finners  dies  f 

11  Lo !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around 
A  fokm  darknefsn  veils  the  (kies  ! 

A  fudden  trembling  makes  the  ground  I 
Come,  faints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  he  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load  I 
He  ffied  a  thoufand  drops  for  you, 

A  thoufand  drops  of  richer  blood. 
2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  man  J 

But 


REJOICING.  J  j, 

But  lo  ?  what  fudden  joys  we  fee, 

Jefus,  the  dead,  revives  again  ! 
The  rifing  Gad  forfakes  his  tomb  ; 

("n  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rife) 
Cherubiq  legions  guard  him  home, 

And  ihout  him  welcome  to  the  fkies. 
5  Break  ofFyour  tears,-ye  fafnU;  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliv  rer  reigns  ; 
Sing  how  he  fpoi]  d  the  hofts  of  hell, 

And  led  the  monftef  Death  in  chains  , 
bay       L:ve  for  ever,  wondrous  King  I 

Born  to  redeem,  and  ftronsr-to  fave  >" 
Then  afe the  monfter-"  where's  thy  (ting  ? 

And  where's  thy  victory,  boafting  grave  f 

HYMN     CXXXVII. 

PLUNG D  in ^a  gulph -of  dark  dcfpair,- 
We  wretched  fmners  lay 
Vht&out  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
<Jr  ipark  of  glrmnrring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  Grace, 
beheld  our  helplefs  grief 

Hefkw,  and(Q,  amazing  love  J) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  fmm  the  fining  feats  above, 
'With j  yfulhaftehefkd; 

Aerldihe  Sr"ve  "m  mortal  fiem, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O  *  for  his  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 
lnelr  lading  filence  break, 

And  all  harmonious  human  tongues, 
.1  he  baviour's  praifes  fpeak. 

5  As*efe, 


1^2  REJOICING 

5  Angels  arTift  our  mighty  joys, 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
But  when  you  raife  your  highett  notes.' 

His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

HYMN    CXXXVIII. 

i   A  JJTY  God,  the  fpring  of  all  my  joys, 
1VJL  The  life  of  my  delights, 

The  glory  of  my  brighteft  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkeft  ftiades  if  thou  appear; 
My  dawning  is  begun  ; 

Thou  art  my  ioul's   bright  morning  ftaf, 
And  thou  my  rifmglun. 

3  The  op'ning  heav'ns  around  me  fhine 
With  beams  of  fccred  blifs, 

If  Jefus  mews  his  mercy  mine, 
Ar-d  whifpers  I  am  his. 

4  My  foul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 
At  that  tranfporting  word. 

Run  up  with  joy  the  ihining  way, 
To  fee  and  praife  my  Lord, 

5  Fearlefsof  hell  and  ghaftly  death, 

I'd  break  through  every  foe  , 
The  wings  of  love,  ?nd  arms  of  faith 

Would  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXXIX. 

i    T     F,T  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak, 
i   j  Thou  fov'reign  Lord  of  ail  : 

Thy  itrength.'riing  hands   uphold  the  weak, 
And  raife  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When 


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2  When  forrows  bow  thefpirits  down, 
Our  virtue  lies  diftreft 

Beneath  the  proud  oppreflbr's  frown, 
Thou  giv'ft  the  mourner  reft. 

3  Thouknow'ft  the  pains  thy  fervants  feel  $ 
Thou  hear'ft  thy  children's  cry, 

And  their  beftwiiries  to  fulfil, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

4  Thy  mercy  never  fhall  remove 
From  men  of  heart  fincere  ; 

Thou  fav'ft  the  fouls  whole  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear, 

5  My  lips  fhaU  dwell  upon  thy  praife, 
And  fpread  thy  fame  abroad  ! 

Let  all  the  fons  of  Adam  raife 
The  honours  of  their  God. 

HYMN     CXL. 

Breathing  after  the  Hoty  Spirit. 

1   /^OME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
V-*  With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers, 

Kindle  a  flame  of  facred  love 
In  thefe  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

z  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  thefe  earthly  toys  ; 
Our  fouls,  how  heavenly  they  go 

To  reach  eternal  joys  ! 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  fong?, 

In  vain  we  ftrwe  ua  rife  ; 
Hofannas  languiili  on  our  tongues, 

And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Father, 


*34  REJOICING. 

4  Father,  fliall  we  then  ever  live 
At  this  poor  dying  rare  ? 

Our  love  fo  faint,  f-jcoid  to  Thee, 
And  thine  to  us  fo  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove. 
With  all  thy  umck'nmg  powers, 

Come,  (Tied  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  fhall  kindle  ours. 

H  Y  M  N    CXLI. 

1  *mW*K¥{Tl  fpaciou   firmament  on  high, 

I       With  all « he  blue  ethereal  fky, 
And  fpangled  heav'ns,  (a  ihining  frame  I) 
Their  great  Original  proclaim 
Th'  unwearied  fun  from  day  to  day 
Doth  his  Creator's  p'o'w'r  difpiay  ; 
And  publifhes  to  ev'ry  land 
The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

2  vSoon  as  the  ev'ning  mades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wond'rous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  lift'ning  earth, 
Reoeats  the  ftory  of  her  birth  : 
Whillt  all  the  ftars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings   as  they  roll, 

And  fpread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though  in  folemn  filence  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terreftrial  ball  : 
What  though  no  real  voxe  nor  found 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  ; 

In 


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In  reafonVear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  ever  finging  as  they  iliine, 
*•  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

HYMN    CXLII. 

E    ni^HE  voice  of  my  beloved  found?, 
±     While  o'er  the  mountain-top  he 
bounds  : 
He  flies  exult mg-o  er  the  hills, 
And  all  my  foul  with  tranfport  fills  j 

Gently  doth  he  chide  my  ftay, 

"  Rife  my  love  and  come,  away," 
Z  The  fcatter  d  cbuds  are  fled  at  laft, 
The  rain  is  gone  •  the  winter  palt, 
1  he  lovely  vernal  flow'rs  appear, 
And  warbling  choir  enchant  our  ear  5 

Now   with  fweetly  renfive  moan, 

Cooes  the  turtle  dove  alone. 

HYMN     CXLlIf. 

1  T  TAIN,  deluiive  world,  adieu, 

V    W.th  allof  creature-^ood. 
Only  Jefu-  I  puriue, 

Yv  ho  bought  me  with  his  blood  ! 
All  thy  pleafures  I  forego, 

I  trsmple  on  thy  xveaith  and  pride  1 
Only  Jefus  will  l  know, 

And  Jefus  crucify 'd  I 

2  Other  knowledge  I  difdain, 
'Tis  all  but  vanioy  ; 

Chrift,  the  Lamb  of  G<  d  was  (lain, 
He  tailed  death  for  me  I 

Me 


$6  REJOICING. 

Me  to  fave  from  endkfs  woe, 

To  fin-attoning  victim.  4y'4  I 
Only  Jefus  will  1  know 

And  Jefus  crucify'd  I 

Here  will  I  fet  up  my  reft, 

My  fluctuating  heart 
From  the  haven  of  his  bread 

Shall  never  more  depart  : 
Whither  mould  a  finner  go  ? 

His  wounds  for  me  (land  open  wide  $ 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  crucify'd  ! 

4  Him  ,to  know  is  life  and  peace. 
And  pleafure  without  end, 

This  is  all  my  happinefs. 

On  Jefus  to  depend  $ 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide  ; 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know. 

And  Jefus  crucify'd  ! 

5  O  that  I  could  all  invite, 
This  faving  truth  to  prove  : 

Shew  the  length,  the  breadth,  and  height; 

And  depth  of  Jefu's  love  ! 
Fain  I  would  to  tinners  mow 

The  blood  by  faith  alone  apply'd  \ 
Only  Jefus  will  1  know, 

And  Jefus  cru.cify'd ! 

HYMN    CXLIV. 
I    \XJITK  joy  we  meditioe  the  gracs 

W    Of  our  High  Prieft  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tendernefs, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2.  Touch'd 


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2  Touch'd  with  fympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feebie  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean, 

For  he  hath  felt  the  fame. 

3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  fleih, 
Pour'd  out  ftrong  cries  and  tears; 

And  in  his  meafure  feels  afreili 
What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

4  He'll  never  quench  the  fmoaking  flax. 
But  raife  it  to  a  flame  ; 

The  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  fcorns  the  meaneft  name. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  addrefs 
His  mercy  and  his  pow'r ; 

We  fhall  obtain  deli  v 'ring  grace 
In  the  diitreffing  hour. 

HYMN      CXLV. 

I     "|ESUS,  my  All,  to  heav'n  is  gone, 
J  He  whom  i  fix  my  hopes  upon  j 
His  track  J  fee,  and  I'll  purfue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  1  view, 

ft  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banifhment : 
The  King's  highway  of  holinefs 
I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  Hong  have  fought, 
And  mourn'd  becaufe  1  found  it  not ; 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
Becaufe  I  could  not  ceafe  from  fin. 

The 


l38  KEJOICING. 

A.  The  more  I  ftrove  againft  its  pow'r 
1  fin'd,  and  {tumbled  but  the  more, 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  fay,        ^ 
"  Come  hither,  foul,  I  am  the  way. 

5  Lot    glad  i  come  ;  and  thou  bleft  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee,  whofe  I  am : 
Nothing  but  fin  1  thee  can  give, 
Nothing  but  love  fhall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  finners  round 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found  : 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood,     ^ 
And  fay,  "  behold  the  way  to  God, 

HYMN   CXLYL 

x   T-\  ATHER,  how  wide  thy  glories  mine, 

H     How  high  thy  wonders  rife  I 
Known  thro'  the  earth  by  thoufand  figns, 

By  ihoufands  through  the  Jkies. 
Thofe  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  pow'r, 

Their  motions  fpeak  thy  (kill  ; 
And  on  the  wings  of  ev'ry  hour 

We  read  thy  patience  lbll. 

2  Part  of  thy  name  divinely  ftands 
Gn  all  thy  creatures  writ, 

They  mew  the  labour  of  thy  hands, 

Or  imprefs  of  thy  feet : 
But  when  we  view  thy  ftrange  defigti 

To  fave  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  companion  join 

In  their  divineft  forms. 

3  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known, 
Ner  dares  a  creature  guefs 

Which 


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Whteh  of  thy  glories  brightest  ihoae-, 

The  juftice  or  the  grace. 
Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heav'nly  plains, 
Bright  feraphs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 

And  try  their  choiceft  drains. 
4  O  may  I  bear  fome  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  fong  ! 
Wonder  and  joy  Hiall  tune  my  heart, 

And  love  command  my  tongue. 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 

Who  fweetly  all  agree 
To  fave  a  world  of  Turners  loft, 

Eternal  glory  be. 

H  Y  M  N     CXLV1I. 

1  "ji  yTY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
iVi      My  everlalting  All, 

I've  none  but  thee  in  heavn  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  What  empty  things  are  ail  the  fkies, 
And  this  inferior  clod  ? 

There  s  nothing  here  deferves  my  joyf, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God 

3  I«  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  fun. 
Scatters  "his  feeole  light : 

'Tis  thy  fweet  beam:  cfeft«  my  noon  ; 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

4  And  whilft  upon  nv.  reillefs  bed 
Am  ngu   the  (hades  I  roll, 

If  my  Redeemer  {hews  bi-  held, 
'Tis  morning  w;th  my  foul. 


5  To 


I40  REJOICINQ. 

5  To  th  ce  we  owe  our  wealth  and  friends, 
And  health,  and  fafe  abode  : 

Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glitt'rjng  wealth. 
If  once  Gompar'd  to  thee  ? 

Or  what's  my  fafety  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me  .' 

7  Were  I  pofTeflbr  of  the  earth, 
And  call'd  the  itars  my  own  ; 

Without  thy  grapes,  and  thyfelf, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

8  Let  others  ftretch  their  arms  like  feas, 

And  grafp  in  all  the  more, 
Grant  me  the  vifits  of  thy  face, 
And  1  defire  no  more. 

HYMN     CXLVIII. 

i   /CHILDREN  of  the  heav'nly  King, 

V^  As  we  journey  let  usfing; 
Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praife, 
Qlorious  in  his  works  and  ways ! 

2  We  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  : 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  hr.ppinefs  mall  fee. 

3  O  ye  banifh'd  feed  /    be  glad, 
Chrift  our  advocate  is  made  , 
Us  to  fave  our  flem  afTumes, 
Brother  to  our  fouls  becomes. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  ftand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land  -, 


Jefu$ 


PRAISE.  141 

Jefus  Chrift,  our  Father's  fon, 
Uldi  us  undifmay'd  go  on. 
5  Lord  !  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
Only  thou  our  leader  bet 
And  we  (till  will  follow  thee  ! 

PRAISE. 
HYMN      CXLIX, 
l/^\  What  ihall  1  do  my  Saviour  to  praife! 
v-/  So  faithful  and  true,  fo  plenteous  in 
grace ! 
So  ftrong  to  deliv§r,  fo  good  to  redeem 
The  weakeft  believer  that  hangs  upon  him  f 

2  How  Hippy  the  man  whofe  heart  is  fet  free> 
The  people  that  can  be  joyful  in  thee  ! 
Their  joy  is  to  walk  in  the  light  of  thy  face, 
And  Hill  they  are  talking  of  Jefus's  grace. 

3  Their  daily  delight  ihall  be  in  thy  name, 
They  fliall  as  their  right,  thy  righteoufnefs 

c'airn : 
Thy  righteoufnefs  wearing,  and  cleans'd  by 

thy  blood, 
Bold  fliall  they  appear  in  the  prefence  of  God. 

4  For  thou  art  their  boaft,  their  glory  and 

pow'r ; 
And  I  alio  truft  to  fee  the  glad  hour, 
My  foul's  new  creation,  a  life  from  the  dead, 
The  day  of  falvation  that  lifts  up  my  head. 

5  For  Jefus  my  Lord  is  now  my  defence  ; 

1  truft  in  his  word, none  plucks  me  from  hence 
Since  I  have  found  favour,  he  all  things  will 

do: 
My  King  and  my  Saviour  fliall  make  me  anew. 


14*  PRAISE.' 

6  Yes  Lord,  T  {hall  fee  the  blifs  of  thine  own; 
Thy  fecret  to  me  {hall  foon  be  made  known  : 
For  forrow  and  fadnefs  I  joy  mall  receivej 
And  mare  in  the  gladnefs  of  all  that  believe, 

HYMN      CL. 

rt  T'LL  praife  my  Maker  while  I've  breath; 
J-  And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 
Praife  fhall  enjoy  my  nobler  pow'rs  ; 
ISAy  day  of  praife  mall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  laft? 
Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  lfrael's  God  :    he  made  the  Iky  ; 

And  earth,  and  feas,  with  all  their  train  ? 
His  truth  for  ever  ftands  fecure  ! 
He  feves  th'  oppreft,  he  feeds  the  poor. 

And  none  mall  find  his  promife  vain. 

3  The  Lord  pours  eye-light  on  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  fainting  mind  $ 

He  fends  the  lab'ring  confcience  peace, 
He  helps  the  ftranger  in  diftrefs, 
tThe  widow  and  the  fatherlefs, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  fweet  releafe. 

4  I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath. 
And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  mall  enjoy  my  nobler  pow'rs : 
tyly  .days  of  praife  mal!  ne'er  be  paft, 
J/Vhile  life,  and  thought,  and  being  lait, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

HYMN 


PRAISE.'  142 

HYMN    CO. 

1  TJRAISE  ye  the  Lord  ?  'tis  good  to  raife 
J~    Your  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praife  : 

His  nature  and  his  works  invite, 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  He  formed  the  ftars,  thofe  heav'nly  flames  5 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names  j 
His  wfdom's  vaft  and  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep,  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd  I 

3  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high 
Who  Tpreads  his  clouds  around  the  iky  $ 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcend  in  vain. 

4  He  makes  the  grafs  the  hills  adorn; 
And  clothes  the  imping  fields  with  corn  5 
The  beads  with  food  his  hand  fupply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

5  What  is  the  creature's  fkill  or  force,  s 
Thefprightly  man,  or  warlike  horfe  ?'- 
The  piercing  wit,  the  active  limb, 

All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him, 

6  But  faints  are  lovely  in  his  %ht, 
He  views  his  children  with  delight  ! 

He  fees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear  1 
And  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there, 

HYMN    CLII. 

1   T  TOW  do  thy  mercies  clofe  me  round  3 

\  X    For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd  1 
I  blufh  in  all  things  to  abound  : 
Tfervant  is  above,  his  LsrdJ 

2  Intir'd 


T44  PRAISE. 

2  Inur'd  to  poverty  and  pain, 

A  fufF'ring  life  my  mafter  led  ; 
The  fon  of  God,  the  Son  of  Man, 
He  had  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

3  But  lo  !  a  place  he  had  prepar'd 

For  me,  whom  watchful!  angels  keep  % 
Yea,  he  himfelf  becomes  my  guard 
i    He  fmooths  my  bed  and  gives  me  fleepJ 

5  Jefus  protects  ;  my  fears  begone  ; 

What  can  the  Rock  of  Ages  move  ? 
Safe  in  thy  arms  I  lay  me  down, 

Thy  everlafting  arms  of  love. 

5  While  thou  art  intimately  nigh 
Who,  who  fhall  violate  my  red  ? 

Sin,  earth,  and  hell  I  now  defy  ; 
I  lean  upon  my  Saviour's  breaft. 

6  1  reft  beneath  th'  Almighty's  fliade. 
My  griefs  expire,  my  troubles  ceafe  ; 

Thou,  Lord,  on  whom  my  foul  is  ftaid, 
WTilt  keep  me  ftill  in  perfect  peace. 

7  Me  for  thine  own  thou  lov'ft  to  take, 
In  time  and  in  eternity  : 

Thou  never,  never  wilt  forfake 

A  helplefs  worm  that  truth  in  thee. 

HYMN     CLI1J. 

i   r\  GOD  of  all  grace, 

v,-^  Thy  goodnefs  we  praife. 

Thy  fon  thou  haft  given  to  die  in  our  place  ; 
vVitbjoy  we  approve 
The  defign  of  thy  lovef 

*Tis  a  wonder  on  earth,  and  a  wonder  above, 


PRAISE.  I45 

2  Tongue  cannot  explain 
The  love  of  God-Man, 

Which  the  angels  defire  to  look  into  in  vain.' 
It  dazzles  our  eyes, 
Thought  cannot    arife, 

To  find  out  the  caufe,  why  the  infinite  dies, 

3  Or  if  pity  inclin'd 
Him  to  die  for  mankind, 

The  ground  of  his  pity  what  feraphcan  find  ? 

He  came  from  above 

Our  curfe  to  remove 
He  hath  lov'd,  he  hath  lov'd  us,   becaufe  he' 
would  love. 

4  Love  mov'd  him   to  die, 
And  on  this  rely, 

He  hath  lov'd,  he  hath  lov'd  us,  we  cannot 
tell  why  : 

But  this   we   can    tell, 
He  hath  lov*d  us   fo  well 
As  to  lay   down  his  life  to  redeem  us  from 
hell. 

5  He  hath  ranfom'd  our  race, 
O  how  fliall  we  praife, 

Or  worthily  fing  thy  uni pea kable  grace  1 
Nothing  elfe  will  we  know 
In  our  journey  below, 

But  Tinging  thy  grace,  to  thy  Paradife  go.. 

6  Nay,  and  when  we    remove, 
To  the  manfions  above, 

Our  heaven  mall  ftill.be  to  fing  of  thy  love  j 
When-time  is  no  more, 
We  ftill  (hall  adore 

The  ocean  oflove,  without  bottom  orfhore. 


6  PRAISE, 


7         Ere  long  we  fball  fly 

To  the  regions  on  high, 

For  Israel's  tlrength  cannot  vary  or  lye  : 
He  foon  (bail  appear, 
He  more  than   draws  near, 

Our  Jefus  is  come,  and   eternity's  here, 

HYMN     CL1V. 

xT\EFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
J3     Ye  Rations  bow  with  facred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  deitrov. 
2.  His  ibv'reign  pow'r,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  f 
And  when  like  wand'ring  fheep  weftray'd 
He  brought  us  to  his  told  again. 

3  We'll  croud  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongs 

High  as  the  heav'ns  our  voices  raHe  ; 

And  earth  with  her  ten  thoufand    tongue 

Shali  fill  thy  court  with  founding  praitl 

4  Wide  as   the  world  is  thy  command  -, 

Vaft  as  eternity   diy  love  j 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  muftfland, 
When  rolling  years  fhall  ceafe  to  move 

H  Y  M  N    CLV. 

iHpKE  Lord  of  Sabbfrth  let  us  praife, 
JL        In  concert    with  the  bleft, 
\v  ho,  joyful  in  harmonious  lays, 
Employ  an  endieis  red. 


z  Thi 


PRAISE.  147 

2  Thus,  Lord,  while  we  remember  thee, 

We  bleft  and  pious  grow, 
By  hymns  of  praife  we  learn  to  be 
Triumphant  here  below. 

3  On  this  glad  day   a  brighter  fcene 

Of  glory  was  difplay'd 
By  God,  th'  eternal  word,  than  when 
This  univerfe  was  made. 

4  He  rifes,  who  mankind  has  bought 

With  grief  and  pain  extreme; 
'Twas  great  to  fpeakthe  world  from  nought, 
T'was  greater  to  redeem  ! 

HYMN      CLVI. 

iPALVATION!  O  the  joyful  found, 
JJ5     What  pleafure  to  our  ears  ! 
A  fov'reign    balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

CHORUS. 

Glory ,  honour,  praife,  and power  9 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  for  ever  ; 
Jefus  Cbri/i  is  our  Redeemer 
Hallelujah  /  praife  the  Lord. 

2  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  fpacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  fey 

Confp're  to  raife  the  found.      Glory  £s?^ 

3  Salvation  !  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

To  thee  the  praife  belongs  : 
Salvation  fhall  infpire  our  hearts, 

Anddweli  upon  our  tongues.  Glory  ?5c. 
G  2.  HYMN 


HYMN    CLVII. 

iTpROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  fkies, 
Jj    Let  the  Creator's  praife  arife  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  fung, 
Thro' ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 
Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 
Thy  praife  (hall  found  from  (Lore  to  fhore 
'Till  funs  fhall  rife  and  fet  no  more. 

2  Your  lofty  themes  ye  mortals  bring, 
Jn  fongs  of  praife  divinely  fing  ; 
The  great  falvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  fhout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name  : 
In  ev'ry  land  begin  thefong, 
To  ev'ry  land  the  drains  belong  ; 
In  cheerful  founds  all  voices  raiie, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudeft  praife. 

HYMN    CLVIII. 

1  /*~\OME  let  us  join  our  cheerful  fongs 
\_j      With  angels  round  the  throne, 

'J  en  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  [ongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dy'd,  they  cry, 

To   be  exalted  thus  ; 
Worthy  the   Lamb,  our  hearts  reply, 
For  he  was  (lain  for  m. 

3  Jefusis  worthy  to  receive, 

Honour   and  power  divine  $ 
And  bleifings  more  than  we  can  give 
Bs,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4.  The' 


PRAISE.  149 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  blefs  tl  e  facred  name 
I    Of  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne, 

And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

HYMN      CLIX. 

1  y^lLORY  be  to  God  on  high, 
VJF  God  whole  glory  fills  the  fky  $ 
Peace  on  earrh  to  man  forgiv'n, 
Man  the  well  belov'd  of  beav'n. 

2  Sov'reign  Father,  heav'nly  King, 
Thee  we  now  prefume  to  fing, 
Glad  thine  attributes  confefs, 
Glorious  all  and  numberlefs. 

3  Hail,  by  all  thy  worts  ador'd  ; 
Hail,  the  everlafting  Lord  ; 

Thee  with  thankful  hearts  we  prove, 
Lord  ofpow'r,  and  God  of  love  ! 

4  Chrift,  cur  Lord  and  God  we  own  $ 
Chrift,  the  Father's  only  Son  : 
Lamb  of  God,  for  finners  flain, 
Saviour  of  offending  man. 

5  Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow. 
Hear,  the  world's  atonement  thou  : 
Jefu,  in  thy  name  we  pray, 
Take,   O  take  our  fins  away. 

6  Pow'rful  advocate  with  God, 
Juftify  us  by  thy  blood  ! 
Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
Hear,  the  world's  atonement  thou. 

G  3  7  He^r, 


j^O  PRAISE. 

7  Hear,  for  thou  O  Chrift,  alone, 
With  thy  glorious  Sire  art  one  ; 
One  the  Holy  Ghoft  with  thee, 
One  fupreme,  eternal  Three. 

HYMN      CLX. 
i  -QR  AISE  ye  the  Lord,  y'  immortal  choirs, 
X       That  fill  the  realms  above  : 
Praifehim  who  formM  you  of  his  fires, 

And  feeds   you  with  his  love. 
Sing  to  his  praife,  ye  chryftal  fktes, 

The  floor  of  his  abode  ; 
Or  veil  in  (hades   your  thoufand  eyes, 
Before  you  r  brighter  God, 

3  Thou  refllefs  globe    of  golden  light, 

Whole  beams  ere  ate  our  days, 

Join  with  the  fil  ver  queen  of  night, 

To  own  your  borrow'd   rays. 

4  Winds,  ye  mall  bear   his  name  aloud 

Thro'  the  ethereal  blue, 
For  when  his  charioc  is  a  cloud, 
He  makes  his  wheels  of  you. 

5  Thunder  and  hail,  and  fires  and  dorms, 

The    troops  of  his  command, 
Appear  in  all  your  dreadful  forms, 
And  fpeakhis  awful  hand. 

6  Shout  to  the  Lord  ye  furging  feas, 

In  your  eternal  roar  j 
Lei  wave  to  wave  rcPw.d  his  prane, 
And  fhore  reply  to  fhore  • 

7  While 


PRAISE.  151 

1  While  monftersfporting'on  the  flood. 
In  fcaly  filver  mine, 
Speak  terrible  teir  Maker  God, 
And  lafh  the  foaming  brine. 

5  But  gentle  things  fliall  tune  his  name 
To  fofter  notes  than  thefe, 
Young  zephyrs  breathing  o'er  the  dream 
Or  whifp'ring  thro'  the  trees. 

9  Wave  your  tall  heads,  ye  lofty  pine?, 

To  him  that  bids  ye  grow  ; 
Sweet  clufters  bend  the  fruitful  vines 
On  ev'ry  thankful  bough. 

10  Let  the  fcrill  birds  his  honours  raife, 

And  climb  the  morning  ficy  ; 
While  grov'ling  beafts  attempt  his  praife, 
In   hcarfer  harmony. 

I  j  Thus  while  meaner  creatures  fing^ 
Ye  mortals  take  the  found, 
Echo  the  glories  of  your  King 
Thro'  all  the  nation  round, 

HYMN      CLXI. 

1    fTpHE  God    of  Abrah'm  praife, 
J.        Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  ; 
Ancient  of  evetlafting  days, 

And  God  of  love  ; 
JEHOVAH,  GREAT  I  AM  ! 
By  earth  and  heav'n  confefr  : 
1    I  bow  and  blefs  the  facred  name, 
For  ever  blefh 


2  The 


152  PRAISE. 

2  The  God  of  Abr'ham  praife, 

At  vvhofe  fupreme  command 
From  earth  I  rife — and  feek  the  joys 
At  his  right  hand  : 
I  will  on  earth  forfake, 
Its  wifdom,  fame,  and  pow*r  ; 
And  him  my  only  portion  make, 
My  (hield  and  ,tow'r. 

3  The  God  of  Ahr'ham  praife, 

VV'hofeall-funicient  grace 
Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days^ 
In  all  my  ways  : 
He  calls  a  worm  his   friend  ! 
He  calls  himfelf  my  God  ! 
And  he  fhall  fave  me  to  the  end, 
Thro:  Jefu's  blood  .' 

4  He  by  himfelf  hath  fworn, 

I  en  his  oath  depend  I 
I  fhall  on  eagle's  wings  upborne. 
To  heav'n  afcend  ! 
I  mail  behold  his  face, 
I  (hall  his  pow'r  adore. 
And  fingthe  wonders  of  his  grace 
For  evermore, 

H  Y  M  N     CLXII. 

1  TV/TY   Saviour,   my  almighty  friend, 
JLVX  When   I  begin  thy  praife ^ 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 

The  number  of  thy  grace  I 

2  Thou  art  my  evetlafting  trilft. 

Thy  goodnefs  I  adore  i 


Send 


PRAISE.  153 

Send  down   thy  grace,  O  blefled  Lord, 
That  1  may  ltne  thee  more. 

3  My  feet  fhall  travel  ail  the  length 
Of  the  celeftial  road  : 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  ftrength. 
To  lee  the  Lord  my  God. 

4.  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  pow'rs, 
Wich  this  delightful  fong. 
And  enterrain  the  darkeft  hours, 
Nor  think  the  feal'on  long, 

H  Y  M  N    CLXIIL 

THIS,  this  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Our  faithful,  unchangeable  friend, 
Y\  hefe  love  is  as  great  as  his  powV, 

And   neither  knows  meafurenor  end. 
*Tis  jefus,  the  firftand  the  laft, 

Whole  fpirit  (hail  guide  us  fafe  home  % 
We'll  piaiie  him  for  all  that  is  pali, 
And  truil  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

HYMN    Ci  XIV. 

VV       My  rifing  foulfurvejs, 
Why,  my  cold  heart,  art  thou  not  loft 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praife  ? 
2  Thy  providence  my  life fuftain'd 

And  all  my   wants  redreft,  *  i 

While  in  the  filent  womb  I  lay, 
[    And  hung  upon  the  breaft. 


To 


1^4  PRAISE. 

3  To  all  my   weak  complaints  and  cries, 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd, 
To  form  themf elves  in  pray'r. 

4  Unnumber'd  comforts  on  my  foul 

Thy  tender  care  beftow'd, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceiv'd 

From  whence  thofe  comforts  flow'd. 

5  When  in  the  IlippVy  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedlels  fteps   I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unfeen,  convey'd  me  iafe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man, 

6  Thro'  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  deaths, 

lc  gently  clear'd  my  way, 
And  thro'  the  pleafmg  fnares  of  vice, 

More  to  be  feared    than  they. 

j  Thro'  ev'ry  period  of  my  life 
Thy  goodnels  1*11  purfue  ; 
And  after  death,  in  dillant  worlds, 
The  pleating  theme  renew. 

8  Tho'  all  eternity  to  Thee 
A  grateful  long  I'll  raife  : 
But  O  *   eternity's  too  fhoit 
To  utter  all  thy  prai.le. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXV. 

I    f~\   Thou  God  of  my  falvaiion, 
V^y     My  Redeemer  from  all  fin, 
JVlov'd  to  this  by  great  cumpdiiLu, 
Yearning  bout  is  from  within  ; 

1  will  praife  dice, 
Where  mail  1  tin  ptaife  beeirr. 

2  While 


PRAISE.  155 

2  While  the  ang -'-choirs  are  crying, 

Glory  to  the  great  I  AM  I 
I  with  them  would  (till  be  vying, 
Glory,  glory  to   the  Lamb  ! 

O  how    precious 
Is  the  found  of  Jdus'  name. 

3  Now  I  fee  with  joy  and  wonder, 

Whence  the  healing  ft  reams  arofe. 
Angel-minds  are  loft  co   ponder 
Dying  love's  mifterious  caufe  ; 

Yet  the  bleiling 
Down  to  all,  to  me  it  flows. 

4  Tho'  unfeen  I  love    the  Saviour, 

He  almighty  grace  hath  fhown  ; 
Pardon*d  guiit  and  purchas'd  favour! 
This  he  makes  to  mortals  kuown  1 

Give  him  glory, 
Glory,  glory  is  his  own, 

5  Angels  now  are  hov'ring  round  us, 

Unperceiv'd  they  mix  the  throng. 
Wond'ring  at  the  love  that  erown'd  us, 
Glad  to  join  the   holy  long  : 

Hallelujah, 
Love  and  praife  to'Chrifl;  belong. 

HYMN    CLXVI, 

1   TTOW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
jj[~  X   Who  knows  his  (ins  forgiv'n  ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,   is  ret  my  place, 
1  ieek  my  place  in  heaven.  : 


A  coun- 


156       TRUSTING  IN  PROVIDENCE. 

A  country  far  from  mortal  fight  1 

YetO  f  by  faith  I  fee 
The  land  of  reft,  the  faints  delight, 

The  heaven  prepared  for  me. 

%  O  what  ableited  hopeisours  J 
While  here  on  earth  we  flay, 
We  more  than  tafte  the  heavenly  powers, 

Apd  antedate  that  day  : 
We  feel  therefurreclion  near, 

Our  life  in  Chrill  concealM, 
And  with  his  glorious  prefence  here 
Our  earthen  veflels  filPd, 
3  O  would  he  more  of  heaven  beftow, 
And  let  the  yeflel  break, 
And  let  our  ranfom'd  fpirit  go, 
To.  grafp  the  God  we  feek: 
In  rapturous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 

Who  bought  the  fight  for  me, 
And  fhout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 
Through  all  eternity. 

1 mi  1  mill  1—°——— 

TRUSTING    in    PROVIDENCE 
HYMN      CL.XVII. 

PART    ™S    f  *  RST#       - 

l  ^OMMiT  though  all  thy  griefs 
%.   And  ways  into  his  hanos, 
To  his  fure  truft  and  tender  care, 
Who  earth  and  heaven  commands  i 
Who  points  the  clouds  their  courle, 
Whom  winds  and  feas  obey, 
JJe  fball  direft  thy  wandVing  feet, 
He  (hall  prepare  thy  way. 
'    ;  3  Tboft 


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Thou  on  the  Lord  rely, 
So  fafe  (halt  thou  go  on  ; 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  ftedfaft  eye, 
So  {halt  thy  work  be  done  : 
No  profit  canft  thou  gain 
By   felf-confumi  ng  care, 
To  him  commend  thy  cauie,  his  ear, 
Attends  the  fofceft    pray'r. 
j         Thine  everlafting  truth, 
Father,  thy  ceafelefs  loye, 
Sees  all  thy'' children's  wants,  and  know^ 
What  belt  for  each  will  prove  ; 
And  whatfoe'er  thouwili'ft 
Thou  doft,  O  King  of  kings  ; 
What  thine  unerring  wii'dcm  chofe, 
Thy  pow'r  to  being  brings. 
£         Thouev'ry  where  haft  way, 
And  all  things ferve  thy  might, 
Thy  ev'ry  ad  pure  bleffing  is, 
Thy  path  uniully'd  light  : 
When  rhou  aiii'cit,  Lord, 
WTha'  (hall   thy  work  withftand  ? 
When  all   hy  children  want,  thou  giv'ft, 
Who,  who  (hall  ftay  thine  hand  ? 

HYMN     CLXVIIL 

PART   THE    SECOND, 

1   S*>  IVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 
VjT     Hope,  and  be  undifmay'd, 
God  hears  thy  fighs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  (hall  lift  up  thy  head  ; 
Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  dorms, 
He  geatlv  clears  the  way 

Watt 


I58      TRUSTING  IMPROVIDENCE. 

Wait  thou  this  time,  fo  lhall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

2  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart, 
Still  fink  thy  fpirits  down  ; 

Caft  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 

And  ev'ry  care  begone, 

What  tho'  thou  ruleft  not, 

Yetheav'n,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
Proclaim  God  fitteth  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

3  Leave  to  his  fov'reign  fway 
To  choofe  and  to  command, 

So  ftialt  thou  wand'ring  own  his  way, 

How  wife,  how  ftrong  his  hand  ! 

Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counfel  (hall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought, 

That  cau3'd    <>hy  needleis  tear. 

4  Thou  feeft  our  weaknefs,  Lord, 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  ; 

O  lift  thou  up  the  linking  hand, 

Confirm  the  feeble  knee  : 

Let  us  in  life,  in  death, 

Thy  ftedfall  truth  declare, 
And  publifh,  with  our  latell  breath, 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

HYMN     CLXIX. 

J  £"**  OD  of  my  life,  whofe  gracious  pow'r, 
VjT  Thro' various  deaths  my  foulhathled, 
Or  turn'd  afide  the  fatal  hour, 
Or  lifted  up  my  finking  head  ! 

2  In 


TRUSTING  IN   PROVIDENCE.      If9 

%     In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 
Thy  ruling  providence  I  fee  5 
Afiift  me  ftill  my  courfe  to  run, 

And  ftill  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  Whither,  O  whither  mould  I  fly  ? 

But  to  my  loving  Saviour's  breaft  ; 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 

And  fafe  beneath  thy  wings  to  reft  ? 

4  I  have  no  (kill  the  fnare  to  fhun, 

But  thou,  O  Chrift  !  my  wifdom  art  ; 
I  ever  into  ruin  run  ; 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

5  Foolifb,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 

Lead  me  a  way    I  have  not  known  ; 
Bring  me  where  I  my   heav'n  may  find, 
The  heav:n  of  loving  thee  alone. 

£     Enlarge  ray  heart  to  make  thee  room  j 
Enter,  and  in  me  ever  ftay  ; 
The  crooked  then  (halt  ftraight  become  j 
The  darknefs  (hail  be  loft  in  day  ! 

HYMN     CLXX. 

JEHOVAH- J  IREH,  I  e.   J^Lord  will 
pro<vide9Gzn.  xxii.  14. 

1^-pVHO'  troubles  aflail,  and  danger's  af- 

1'ho*  friends   mould  all  fail,  and  foes  ail 
unite  ; 

Yet  one  thing  fecures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  promife   afliires   us,   The   Lord  will 

provide. 

*  2  The 


160      TRUSTING    IN  PROVIDENCE. 

2  The  birds  without  barn  and  ftorehcufe  are 

fed  ; 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  truft:  for  our  bread: 
His  faints  what  is  fitting  fhall  ne  er  be  deny'd, 
So  longas  it's  written,  The  Lord  will   provide. 

3  We  all  may,  like  (hips,  by  tempefts  be  toit, 
On-  perilous   deeps,  but  need  not  be  loit  ; 
Tho'  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
Yet  fcripture  engages,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

4  His  call  we  obey,  like  Abrah'm  of  old  ; 
We  know  not  the  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold; 
For  tho'  wearefirangers  we  have  a  lure  guide 
And  truft  in  all dangers,The  Lord  w ill  provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears  to  Hop  up  our  path". 
And  fills  us  with  fears,  we  triumph  with  faiths 
He  cannot  take  from  us,  (tho'  oft  he  has  try'd) 
The  heart  cheering promife,  The  Lord  "will 

provide. 

6  He  tell^  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain, 
The  good  that  we  feek,  we  ne'er  ihailobtainj 
But  when  fuch  fugge (lions  our  graces  have 

try'd 
This  anfwers  all   queftions,   The  Lord  will 
provide. 

7  No  ftrength  of  our  own,  norgoodnefs  we 

claim, 
Our  truft  is  all  thrown  on  Jefu'g  name  ; 
}n  this  our  ftrong  tower  for  fafcty  we  hide  ; 
The  Lord  is  our  power, The  Lord  v/ili  provide. 
fc  When  life  finks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
The  world  ofhisgracefhall corn  fort  us  through; 
Mot  fearing  nor  doubting,  with  Chrifl  on  our 

fide, 

We 


TRUSTING    IMPROVIDENCE.      l6l 

We  hope  to  die  (homing,  TheLord  will  pro~ 
vide. 

HYMN    CLXXI. 
i   >TH^HE  Lord  my  pafture  (hall  prepare, 
X    And  feed  me  with  a  (hepherd's  care  ; 
His  prefence  fhall  my  wants  fupply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  : 
My  noon-day  walks  he  (hall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the    fjultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirfty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  fteps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  foft  and  (low, 
Amid  the  verdant  landfkip-flow. 

3  Tho'  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overfpread, 
My  ftedfaft  heart  (hall  feel  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  ftill  ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  (hall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  ine  through  the  dreadful  (hade. 

4  Tho'  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  dray, 
Thy  bounty  (hall  my  pains  beguil©  v 
The  barren  wildernefs  (ball   finite 

With  fudden  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  dreams  (ball  murmur  all  around. 

HYMN    CLXXII. 

5  f*\  OD   moves  in  a  myderious  way, 
\,J     His  wonders  to  perform  ; 

He  plants  his  footdeps  in  the   fea, 
And  rides  upon  the  dorm. 

2  Deep 


iGZ     TRUSTING    IN  PROVIDENCE. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  (kill, 
He  treafures  up  his  bright  defigns, 
And  works  his  fov'reign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  faints,  frefh  courage  take, 

The  clouds  ye  fo  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  mall  break 
In  bleflings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  fenfe, 

But  truft  him  for  his  grace  j 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  fmiling  face. 

5  His  purpofes  will  ripen  fail, 

Unfolding  every  hour  ; 
Th«  bud  may  have  a  bitter  tafte, 
But  fweet  will  be  the  flow'r. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  fure  to  err, 

And  fcan  his  work  in  vain  : 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

HYMN   CLXXIII. 

i      A  WAY,  my  unbelieving  fear, 

£\  Fear  (hall  in  me  no  more  have  place  ; 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightnefs  of  his  face  : 
But  (hall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  bafely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  ftrength  of  Jefus,  no, 
I  never  will  give  up  my  lhield. 
2.  Although  the  vine  its  fruits  deny, 
Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 

The 


TRUSTING  IN  PROVIDENCE.      l6j 

The  with'ring  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 
The  fields  elude  the  tiller's  toil, 

The  empty  flail  no  herd  afford, 
And  pcrifh  all  the  bleating  race, 

Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
The  God  of  my  falvation  praife. 

3  .Banen  although  my  foul  remain, 

And  no  one  bud  of  grace  appear, 
No  fruit  of  all  my  toil  and  pain, 

But  fin  and  only  fin  is  here  j 
Although  my  gifts  and  comforts  loft 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  fee, 
Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  truft, 

And  glory  that  he  dy'd  for  me. 

4  In  hope  believing  againft  hope, 

Jefus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  I  claim, 
Jefus  my  ftrength,  fhall  lift  me  up, 

Salvation  is  in  Jefu's  naiie  : 
To  me  he  foon  (hall  bring  it  nigh, 

My  foul  (hall  then  out-ilrip  the  wind, 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  and  fin  behind. 

HYMN    CLXXIV. 

i   QTILL,  for  thy  loving  kindnefs,  Lord, 
1^5     I  in  thy  temple  wait, 
1  look  to  find  thee  in  a  word, 
Or  at  thy  table  meet. 

2  Here  in  thine  own  appointed  ways 
I  wait  to  learn  thy  will  : 
Silent  I  ftand  before  thy  face, 
And  hear  thee  fay,  "  Be  Hill!" 

3 


"  Be 


164      TRUSTING  IN  PROVIDENCE. 


3  "  Be  ftill  and  know  that  I  am  God  !5* 
'Tis  all  I  live  to  know! 
To  feel  the  virtue  of  thy  blood, 
And  fpread  its  praife  belaw  ! 

4-I  wait  my  vigour  to  renew, 
Thine  image  to  retrieve  : 
The  veil  of  outward  things  pafs  through, 
And  gafp  in  thee  to  live. 

5  I  work  ;  and  own  the  labour  vain  ; 
And  thus  from  works  I  ceafe  : 
I  ftrive  and  fee  my  fruitleis  pain, 
Till  God  create  my  peace. 
9  Fruitlefs,  till  thou  thyfelf  impart, 
Muft  all  my  efforts  prove  : 
They  cannot  change  a  finful  heart, 
They  cannot  purchale  love. 

7  I  do  the  things  thy  laws  enjoin, 

And  then  the  ftrife  give  o'er  ; 
To  thee  I  then  the  whole  refigu, 
And  tru(t  in  means  no  more. 

8  I  trufi:  in  him  who  ftands  between 

The  Father's  wrath  and  me  ; 
Jefu,  thou  great  eternal  mean, 
1  look  for  all  from  thee. 

HYMN     CLXXV. 

PART     THE     FIRST. 

,    ^OLDIERS  of  Chrift,  ariie, 
J5     A00*  Put  vnur  armour  on, 
Strong  in  the  ftrength  which  God  fnpplies, 
Through  his  eteraal  fon  : 
Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hofts, 
And  in  his  mighty  pow'r, 


TRUSTING    IN  PROVIDENCE.       \6$ 

Who  in  the  ftrength  of  Jcfus  trufts, 
]s  more  than  conqueror. 

2  Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 

With  all   his  ftrength  endu'd, 
But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 

The  panoply  of  God: 
That  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  pair, 
Ye  may  o'ercorae  thro'  Chrift  alone, 

And'ftand  entire  at  laft. 

3  Stand  then  againfl  your   fees, 

In.  ciofe  and  firm  array, 
Legions  of  wily  fiends  oppofe 

Throughout   the  evil  day  ; 
But  meet  the  Ions  of  night, 

But  mock  their  vain  defigri, 
Arm'd  in  the  arms  of  heavenly  light, 

Ofrighteoufnefs  divine. 

4  Leave  no  unguarded  place, 

No  weaknefs  of  the  foul  ; 
Take    ev'ry  virtue,  ev'ry  grace, 

And    fortify  the  whole  j 
IndifTolubly  join'd, 

To  battle  all  proceed  ; 
But  arm  vourfelf  with  all  the  mind 

That  was  m  Chrift  your  head, 

HYMN    CLXXVL 

TART    THE    SECOND. 

i   T>UT  above  all,  lay  held 

j3     °n   faith's  vi&oriousfcield, 
Arm'd  with  that  adamant  and  gold, 
You're  lure  to  win  thefielr 


u  ; 


l66     TRUSTING    IN  PROVIDENCE. 

If  faith  furround  your  heart, 

Satan  (hall  be  fubdu'd, 
Repell'd  his  ev'ry  fiery  dart, 

And  quehch'd  with  Jefu's  blood. 

2  Jefus  hath  dy'd  for  you  ! 

What  can  his  love  withftand  ? 
Believe  !  hold  faft  your  Ihield,  and  who 

Shall  pluck  you  from  his  han4  ? 
Believe  that  Jefus  reign?, 

All  pow'r  to  him  is  giv'n  : 
Believe,  till  freed  from  lin's  remains, 

Believe  yourfelves  to  heav'n  ! 

3  To  keep  your  armour  bright, 

Attend  with  conftant  care  ; 
Still  walking  in  your  Captain's  fight, 

And  watching  unto  pray'r. 
Ready  for  all  alarms, 

Steadfaitly  fet  your  face, 
And  always  exerciie  your  arms, 

And  ule  your  ev'ry  grace. 

4  Pray,  without  ceafing  pray, 

(Your  Captain  gives  the  word) 
His  fummons  cheerfully  obey, 

And  call   upon  the  Lord  : 
To  God  your  ev'ry  want 

In  inftant  pray'r  difplay  ; 
Pray,  always  pray,  and  never  faint  ; 

tray,  wuhuut  ceafing  pray. 


HYMN 


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HYMN      CLXXVII. 

Seek  ye  the  kingdom  of  God,  and  all  theje  things 
Jhall  be  added.     Luke  xxii.  31. 

1  T)EACE,   troubled     foul,   thou  need'il 
J7  net  fear, 

'I  hy  great  provider  ftill  is  near; 
Who  fed  thee  laft,  will  feel  t£ee  ftill, 
Be   calm  and  fink  into  his  will. 

2  The  Lord  who  built  the  earth  and  fky, 
In  mercy  ftoops  to  hear  thy  cry  ; 

His  promife  all  may  freely  claim, 
*'  Afk  and  receive  in  Jefu's  name." 

3  His  ftores  are  open  all  and  free, 
To  fuch  as  truly  upright  be  ; 
Water  and  bread  he'll  give  for  food 
With  all  things  cKq  which  he  fees  good, 

4  Your  facred  hairs  which  are  lb  fmall, 
By  God  himfelf  are  numbered  all, 
This  truth  he*s  p'ubh'uVd  all  abroad, 
That  men  may  learn  to  truft  the  Lord, 

5  The  ravens  daily  he  doth  feed, 

And  lends  them  food  as  they  have  need, 
Altho'  they  nothing  have  in  itore, 
Yet  as  they  lack  he  gives  them  more. 

6  Then  do  not  feek  with   anxious  care, 
What  ye  fhali  eat,  or  drink,  or  wear  ; 
Yourheav'nly  Father  will  you  feed, 
He  knows  that  all  thefe  things  you  need. 

7  Without  referve,  give  Chrift  your  heart; 
Let  him  his   righteoufnefs  impart  j 
Then  all  things  elfe  he'll  freely  give, 
With  him  you  all  things  (lull  receive. 

2,  Thus 


168  SUFFERING. 

tf  Thus  (hall  the  foul  be  truly  bleft, 
That  feeks  in  God  his  only  reft, 
May  I  that  happy  perfon  be, 
In  time,  and  in  eternity  ! 


SUFFERING. 
HYMN      CLXXVI1I. 
,  /^OMEon,  my  partners  in  diflrefs, 
V^   My  comrades  through  the  wildeinefr 
Who  (till  your  bodies  feel  j 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  behind  this  vale  of  tears 
To  that  celeftial  hill* 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  fpace 
Look  forward  to  that  heav'nly  place, 

The  faint's  fecure  abode  : 
On  faith's  ftrong  eagle-pinions  rife, 
And  force  your  pafTage  to  the  Ikies, 

And  fcale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  fuffer  with  our  Matter  here, 
We  (hall  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  fide  fit  down  : 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  fure  ; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  croft,  (hall  wear  the  crown. 

4  Thrice  WelTed  blifs,  infpiringhope  ; 
It  lifts  the  fainting  fpirits  up, 

It  brings  to  life  The  dead  ! 
Our  conflicts  here  (hall  foon  be  pad, 
And  you  and  I   afcend  at  laft, 

Triumphant   without  dread, 

*  5  That 


! 


SUFFERING. 


1 69 


5  That  great  rnyfterious  Deity 
We  foon  with  open  face  ihall  fee  ; 

The  beatific  fight 
Shall  fill  the  heav'niy  courts  with  praife, 
And  wide  diffufe  the  golden  blaze  " 
Of  everlafting  light. 

6  The  FatheY  fbining on  his  throne, 
1  he  glorious  co  eternal  Son, 

The  fpirit,  one  and  fey^n, 
Confpire  our  rapture  to  complete  5 
And  lo  !  we  fall  before  his  feer, 

And  fiience  heightens  heav'n. 

7  In  hope  of  that  extatic  paufe, 
Jelus,  we  now  fuftain  thy  crofs. 

And  at  thy  foorftool  fail, 
Till  thou  our  hidden  life  reveal, 
Till  thou  our  God  is  all  in  all. 

HYMN    CLXXIX. 

1  A   NDlet  this  feeble  body  fail, 
/~\   And  let  it  faint  or  d\ef 

My  foul  fliall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 

And  foar  to  v/oridson  high  ; 
Shall  join  the  difembody'd  faints, 

And  find  its  long  fought  reft, 
That  only  blifs  for  which  it  pants 

In  the  Redeemer's  breaft. 

2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 

I  now  the  ^rofs  fiftain, 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down 
And  fmile  at  toil  and  pain, 

H  I  fuffer 


J70  SUFFERI tfG. 

.    I  fuflfer  on  my  threefcore  years 
•Till  my  deliv'rer  come, 
And  wipe  away  his  fervant's  tears,. 
And  take  his  exile  home. 

3  O  what  has  Jcfus  bought  for  me  I 

Before  my  ravihVd  eyes,  ( 
River  of  life'  divine  I  fee, 

And  trees  of  Paradife! 
I  fee  a  world  of  fpirits  bright, 

Who  tafte  the  pleafures  there  ? 
They  ail  are  rob'o  in  fpotiefs  white, 

And  conqu'ring  palms  they  bear. 

4  O  what  are  all  my  fufPrings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
With  that  enraptur'd  hoft  t*  appear, 

And  worfhip  at  your  feet. 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  eafe  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away  ; 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again 

in  that  eternal  day. 

H  Y  M  N      CLXXX. 

1  T  "JAPPY  foul,  thy  days  are  ended  * 
j7j[     Alt  thy  mourning  days  below  ; 

bo  uy  angel-guards  attended, 
To  the  light  ot  Jefus  go. 

2  Waiting  to  receive  thy  Spirit, 

] ...)  !   die  Saviour  Hands  above, 

Shews  the  purchafe  of  his  merit, 

Reacfieaout  cue  crown  of  love. 

3  Struggle 


SUFFERING.  I7I 

3  Struggle  through  thy  lateft  pafllon. 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breaft, 
To  his  uttermoft  falvation, 
To  his  everlafting  reft  : 

4  For  the  joy  he  fets  before  thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pain, 
Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory, 
Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

HYMN-  CLXXXU 

1  T  TEAD  of  the  church  triumphant^, 
Xi  We  joyfully  adore  thee, 

Till  thou  appear, 

Thy  members  here 
Shall  fing  like  thofe  in  glory. 
We  lift  our  hearts  and  voices^, 
With  bleft  anticipation  ,j 

And  cry  aloud, 

And  give  to  Ged 
The  praife  of  our  falvation. 

2  While  in  afHi&ion's  furnace, 
And  paffing  through  the  ftre, 

Thy  love  we  praife, 

Which  knows  no  days, 
And  ever  brings  us  higher  -t 
We  clap  our  hands  exulting 
In  thine  almighty  favour  ; 

The  love  divine, 

Which  made  us  thine, 
Shall  keep  us  thine  for  ever, 

Ha  3  Thou 


1)2  FUNERAL. 

3  Thou  doft  conduct  thy  people 
Through  torrents  of  temptation; 

Nor  will  we  fear, 
While  thou  art  near, 
The  fire  of  tribulation  : 
The  world,  with  fin  and  Satan, 
In  vain  our  march  oppofes  ; 
By  thee  we  (hall, 
Break  through  them  all, 
And  fing  the  fong  of  Mofes. 

4  By  faith  we  fee  the  glory 

To  w(iich  thou  {halt  reftore  us, 
The  crofs  defpife 
For  that  high  prize 

Which  thou  haft  fet  before  us  ; 

And  if  thou  count  us  worthy. 

We  each,  as  dying  Stephen, 
Shall  fee  thee  tland 
At  God  s  right  hand, 

To  take  us  up  to  heav'n. 


FUNERAL. 

HYMN     CLXXXII. 

1      J\  H  lovely  appearance  of  death,  . 
j[\  What  fight  upon  earth  is  fo  fair  ? 
Net  all  the  gay  pageants  that  breathe, 

Can  with  a 'dead  body  compare  : 
With  folemn  delight  I  furvey 

The  corpfe,  when  the  Spirit  is  fled, 
In  love  wit k  the  beautiful  clay, 
And  longing  to  lie  in  its  Head. 

2  How 


FUNERAL.  1/3 

2  How  blefl  is  our  brother,  bereft 

Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind  ; 
How  eafy  the  foul  that  has  left 

This  wearifome  body  behind  ! 
Of  evil  incapable  thou, 

Whofe  relics  with  envy  I  fee. 
No  longer  in  mifery  now; 

No  longer  a  finner  like  me. 

3  This  earth  is  affecled  no  more 

With  ficknefs,  or  ihaken  with  pain, 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 

And  never  (hall  vex  him  agaic  ■> 
No  angei  henceforward,  or  fhame, 

Shall  redden  this  innocent  day  j 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 

And  palllon  h  vanifrVd  away.. 

4  This  1  .nguifbing  head  is  at  red, 

Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er? 
This  quiet  immoveable  breaft 

Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more : 
This  heart  is  no  longer  the  feat 

Or  trouble  and  torturing  pain  % 
It  ceafes  to  flutter- and  beat, 

Ic  never"  (hall  flutter  again. 

5  The  lids  hefo  feidOra  could  clofe, 

By  forrow  forbidden  to  deep, 
Seai'd  up  in  eternal  repofe, 

Have  flrangely  forgotten  to  weep  • 
The  fountains  can  yicid  no  fupplies  % 

Thcfe  hollows  from  water  are  tree,; 
The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  thefe  eyes, 

And  evil  they  never  (Ball  fee. 

Hj  6  To 


'R 


I«J4  FUNERAL. 

6  To  mourn  and  to  fuffer  is  mine, 

While  bound  in  a  prifon  I  breathy 
i    And  ftill  for  deliverance  pine, 

And  pret's  to  the  iflues  of  death : 
What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew, 
O  might  1  this  moment  become  ! 
My  ipint  created  anew, 

My  flelli  be  confign'd  to  the  tomb  ! 

HYMN     CLXXXIII. 

EjOiC  E  for  a  brother  deceas'd, 
Our  lofs  is  his  infinite  gain-, 
A  ioul  out  of  pr'tfon  released  . 

And  freed  from  its  bodily  chain  ; 
With  longs  let  us  follow  his  flight, 

And  mount  with  his  fpirit  above, 
Elcap'd  to  the  manfions  of  light, 

And  lodgM  in  the  Eden  of  love. 
Our  brother  the  haven  hath  gain'd, 

Out  flying  the  tempett  and  wind; 
His  reft  he  haih  (boner  ohtain'd, 
'    And  left  his  companions  behind  ; 
Siill  tofs*d  on  a  lea  of  diflrefs,  | 

Hard  toiling  to  make  the  bled  more, 
W  here  ali  is  alliance  and  peace, 

And  torrow  and  fin  are  no  more. 
There  all  the  (hip's  company  meet, 

Who  laird  with  the  Saviour  beneath, 
With  fibouting  each  other  they  greet, 

And  tiiumfih  o'er  tiouble  and  death  : 
The  vojagc  e*  life"*  at  an  end, 
:  'i  he  mortal  affliction  is  paft, 
The  a,,e,  that  in  heav'n  they  lpend, 
~  I  ci  ever  ar.d  evujhall  Uft. 


FUNERAL.  175 

H  Y  M  N    CLXXXIV. 

?>"Y"MS  finiGVd,  'tis  done ! 

X       The  fpirit  is  fled, 
The  pris'ner  is  gone, 

The  chriftian  is  dead  j 
The  chriftian  is  living 

Through  Jefus's  love, 
And  gladly  receiving 

A  kingdom  above. 

All  honour  and  praife 

Are  Jefus*s  due  ; 
Supported  by  grace, 

He  fought  his  way  through, 
Triumphantly  glorious, 

Thro'  Jefus's  zeal, 
And  more  than  victorious, 

O'er  fin,  death,  and  hell. 

1  Then  let  us  record 

The  conquering  name, 
Our  Captain  and  Lord 

With  fhoutings  proclaim  t 
Who  truft  in  his  pailion, 

And  follow  our  Head, 
To  certain  falvationj 

Weallfhallbeled, 

.  O  Jefus,  lead  on 

Thy  militant  care, 
And  give  us  the  crown, 

Ot  righteoufnefs  there  5 
Where  dazzled  with  giory, 

The  feraphirn  gaze, 
Or  proftrate  adore  thee 

In  filence  of  praiie. 


IjS  FUNERAL. 

5  Come,  Lord,  and  difplay 

The  fign  on  the  flcy, 
And  bear  us  away 

To  the  manfion  on  high: 
The  kingdom  be  given, 

The  purchafe  divine, 
And  crown  us  in  heaven, 

Eternally  thine. 

HYMN    CLXXXV. 

1  T  TQSANNAH  to  Jefus  on  high  ! 
J~X  Another  has  enter'd  on  high! 
Another  is  'fcap'd  to  the  fky 

And  lodg'd  in  Imroanuels  breaft  j 
The  foul  of  our  filler  is  gone 

To  heighten  the  triumph  above, 
Exalted  to  Jefus's  throne, 

And  clafp'd  in  the  arms  of  his  love, 

2  What  fulnefs  of  rapture  is  there, 

While  Jefus  his  glory  diiplays, 
And  purples  the  heavenly  air, 

And  fcattcrs  the  odours  of  grace  ? 
He  looks— and  his  fervants  in  light 

The  bleiling  ineffably  meet; 
He  lmiles — and  they  faint  at  his  fight, 

And  fall  overwhelmed  at  his  feet. 

3  How  happy  the  angels  that  fall, 
Tianiported  at  Jefus's  name  ; 
The  taints  whom  he  foonelt  ihall  call 
To  fliare  in  the  feaft  of  the  Lamb! 

No 


FUNERAL.  J77 

No  longer  impriforTd  in  clay, 

Who  next  from  his  dungeon  (hall  fly, 

Who  firft  fhall  be  fummon'd  away — 
My  merciful  God — Is  it  I  ? 

4  O  Jefus,  if  this  be  thy  will, 

That  fuddenly  I  mould  depart, 
Tby  counfel  of  mercy  reveal 

And  whifper  the  call  to  my  heart ; 
O  give  me  a  fignal  to  know, 

If  foon  thou  wouldft  have  me  remove, 
And  leave  the  dull  body  below, 

And  fly  to  the  regions  of  love. 

HYMN     CLXXXVI. 

1  TT  APPY  who  in  Jefus  live, 
X~i     But  happier  ftill  are  they 
Who  to  God  their  fpirits  give, 

And  'fcape  from  earth  away  ? 
Lord,  thou  read'lt  the  panting  heart, 
Lord,  thou  hear'ft  the  praying  figh  ; 
O  'tis  better  to  depart, 

'Tis  better  far  to  die, 

2  Yet  if  fo  thy  will  ordain 

For  our  companion's  good, 
Let  us  in  the  fleih  remain, 

And  meekly  bear  the  load. 
When  we  have  our  grief  fill'd  up, 

When  we  all  our  works  have  done, 
Late  partakers  of  our  hope, 

And  fharers  of'thy  throne. 

3  To 


£78    For  persons  in  fellowship. 

3  To  thy  wife  and  gracious  will 

We  quietly  fubmit,, 
Waiting  for  redemption  ftill, 

But  waiting  at  thy  feet  ; 
When  thou  wilt  the  bleffing  give. 

Call  us  up  thy  face  to  fee, 
Only  let  thy  fervants  live, 

And  let  us  die  to  thee. 


Fcr  PERSONS  joined  in  FELLOWSHIP. 
HYMN    CLXXXVII. 

1  /""^OME  away  to  the  fkies, 
\^j  My  beloved  arife, 

And  rejoice  in  the  day  thou  waft  born  ; 

On  this  fefttval  day 

Come  exulting  away, 
And  with  finging  to  Sion  return. 

2  We  have  laid  up  our  love 
And  treafure  above, 

Tho'  our  bodies  continue  below  ? 

The  redeem'd  of  the  Lord, 

We  remember  his  word, 
And  with  finging  to  Paradife  go. 

3  With  finging  we  praife 
The  original  grace, 

By  our  heavenly  Father  beftowM ; 

Our  being  receive 

From  his"bounty,  and  live 
To  the  honour  and  glory  of  God. 

a  For 


For  PERSONS  in  FELLOWSHIP.      179 

For  thy  glory  we  are 

Created  to  (hare 
Both  the  nature  and  kingdom  divine  ; 

Created  again, 

That  our  ibuis  may  remain 
In  time  and  eternity  thine. 

With  thanks  we  approve 

The  defign  of  thy  love, 
Which  hath  join'd  us  in  Jefus's  name  5 

So  united  in  heart, 

That  we  never  can  part, 
Till  we  meet  at  the  feaft  of  the  Lamb, 

There,  there  at  his  feet, 

We  (hall  fuddenly  meet, 
And  be  parted  in  body  no  more  t 

We  (hall  fin-g  to  our  lyres, 

With  the  heav'nly  choirs, 
And  our  Saviour  in  glory  adore. 

Hallelujah  wefing, 

To  our  Father  and  King, 
And  his  rapturous  praifes  repeat, 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  (lain, 

Hallelujah  again, 
Sing  all  heav'n  and  fall  at  his  feet  I 

In  aiTurance  of  hope, 

We  to  Jefus  look  up, 
Till  his  banner's  unfurl'd  in  the  air  ^ 

From  our  graves  we  (hall  fee, 

And  cry  our,  «<  It  is  he," 
And  fly  up  to  acknowledge  him  there. 

HYMN 


i So    For  persons  in  fellowship. 
HYMN     CLXXXVIII. 


c 


lOME,  let  us  anew 
Our  journey  purfue, 
With  vigour  arife, 
And  prefs  to  our  permanent  place  in  thefkies: 
Of  heavenly  birth, 
Tho*  wand'ring  on  earth, 
This  is  not  our  place, 
But  Grangers  and  pi  Igrims  ourfelves  we  confefs* 

2  At  Jefus'i  call, 

We  give  up  our  All  ; 

And  ftijl  we  forego, 
For  Jefus's  fake,  our  enjoyment  below  : 

No  longing  we  find 

For  the  country  behind; 

But  onward  we  move, 
And  (till  we  are  feeking  a  country  above, 

3  A  country  of  joy 
Without  any  alloy, 
We  thither  repair, 

Our  heart  and  our  treafure  already  are  there. 

We  march  hand  in  hand 

To  Immanuel's  land  ; 

No  matter  what  cheer 
We  meet  with  on  earth,  for  eternity's  near ! 

4  The  rougher  our  way, 
The  Ihorter  our  flay. ; 
The  tempefts  that  rife 

Shall  glorioufly  hurry  our  fouls  to  the  Qties: 
The  fiercer  the  blaft, 
The  fooner'tis  pall  ; 
The  troubles  that  come, 
Shall  corce  taoui  reicue,andhaften  us  home 


Tor  Persons  in  Fellowship.     iSi 

HYMN        CLXXXIX. 

I   /^lOMEJetus  afcend, 

V-4   My  companion  and  friend, 
To  a  tafte  of  theJianquet   above  I 

If  thy  heart  be  as  mine, 

If  for  Jefus  it  pine, 
Come  up  in  the  chariot  of  love. 

Who  in  jefus  confide, 
We  are  bold  to  outride 
The  ftonn  of  affliction  beneath  ! 
With  the  prophet  we  foar 
To  the  heavenly  more, 
And  out-fly  ail  the  arrows  of  deatli; 
By  faich  we  are  come 
To  our  permanent   home  : 
By  hope  we  the  rapture  improve  : 
By  love  we  ftill  rife, 
And   look  down  on  the  fkies, 
For  the  heaven  of  heavens  is  love. 

Who  on  earth  can  conceiv 

How  happy  we  Jive 
In  the  palace  of  God,    the  great  King  ? 

What  a  concert  of  praiie, 

When  our  Jefas's  grace 
The  whole  heavenly  company  fing  ? 

What  a  rapturous  fong, 

When  the  glorify  d    throng 
In  the  fpirit  or  harmony  join  ? 
Join   all    the  glad    choirs, 

Hearts,  voices,  and  lyres, 
And  the  burden  is  mercy  divine. 

I  6  HsJUlir 


182    For  Persons  in  Fellowship. 

6  Hallelujah  they  cry 

To  the  King  of  the  fky, 
To  the  great  everlafting  I  AM  : 

To  the  Lamb  chat  was  Gain, 

And  liveth  again, 
Hallelujah  to  G'vd  and  the  Lamb. 

7  The  Lamb  on  the  throne, 
Lo  !  he  dwells  with  his  own, 

And  to  rivers  of"  pleafure  he  leads  j 
With  his  mercy's  full  blaze, 
With  the  fight  of  his  face, 

Our  beautify'd   f'pirits  he  feeds. 

§         Our  foreheads  proclaim 

His  ineffable  name  : 
Our  bodies  his  glory  difplay  : 

A  day  without  night 

We  reait  in  his  fight, 
And  eternity  ieems  as  a  day  .' 

HYMN     CXC. 

•     ¥^SU,  great  Shepherd  of  the  (beep, 
Ji      To  thee  for  help  we  fly  : 
Thy  little  flock  in  fatety  keep  [ 
For  O  the  wolf  is  nigh  f 
2  He  comes,  of  heliifli  malice  full, 
To  fcatter,  tear,  and  (lay  : 
He  feizes  ev'ry  draggling   ibul, 
As  his  own   lawful  prey. 

s  Us  into  thy  protection  take, 
Ami  gather  with  thy  arm  f 
Unlets   the  fold  we  firft  forfake, 
The  wort  can  never    harm. 


4  We 


For  Pe r  s o ns  in  F £  L lows  hip.     i  8?: 

4  We  laugh  to  (corn  his  cruel  pow'r, 
While  by  our  (nepherd's  fide  : 

The  fheep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unlefs  he  firft  divide. 

5  O  do  not  fuffer  him  to  part 

The  fouls  that  here  agree  ? 
But  makeus  of  one  mind  and  hearr> 
And  keep  us  one  in  thuQ  ! 

6  Together  let  us  fweetl y  live  ! 

Together   let  us  die  I 
And  each  a  ftarry  crown  receive. 
And  reign  above  the  iky. 

HYMN      CXCI. 

I  ^TpRYus,  O  God,  andfearch  the  ground 
J[      Of  ev'ry  finful  heart  ;  ,  • 

Whate'er  of  fin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart  I 

i  When  to  thf  right  or  left  we  ftray, 
Leave  us  not  comfortlefs  ; 
Wt  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlafting  peace. 

}  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  crois  to  bear  : 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

[  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 
Our  little  ftock  improve  ; 
Jncreafe  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

I  2  5  Up 


184    For  Persons  in  Fellowship. 

5  Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head! 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow, 
Till  thou  haft  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  fpotlefs    here  below. 

6  Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought, 

Receive  thy  ready  bride  5 
Give  us  in  heav'n  a   happy  lot 
With  all  the  fanclify'd. 

HYMN    CXCII. 

i   rTT^HOU  God  of  truth  and  love, 
\      We  feek  thy  perfect  way, 
Ready  thy  choice  t'  approve, 
Thy  providence   t'  obey  ; 
Enter  into  thy  wifedefign, 
Andfweetly  lofe  thy  will  in  thine, 

a  Why  haft  thou  caft  our  lot 
In  the  fame  age  and  place  i 
And  why  together,  brought 
To  lee  each  other's  face  j 
To  join  with  fofteft  fympathy, 
And  mix  our  friendly  fouls  in  thee  ^ 

3  Didft  thou  not  make   us  one, 

That  we  might  one  remain, 
Together  travel  on, 

And  bear  each  other's  pain, 
Till  all  thy  utmoft  goodnefs  prove, 
And  rife  renew'd  in  perfect  love. 

4  Surely  thou  didll  unite 

Our  kind.ed  fpirits  here, 
That  all  hereafter  might 
Before   thy  throne  appear  ; 

Me< 


Fer  Persors  in  Fellowship.     185 

Meet  at  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb, 
And  all  thy  glorious  love  proclaim. 

5  Then  let  us  ever  bear 

The  blefied  end  in  \iew, 
'  And  join  with  mutual  care, 

To  fight  our  paflage  through  ; 
And  kindly  help  each  other  on, 
Tillallreceive  the  ftairy  crown. 

6  O  may  thy  Spirit  feal 

Our  fouis  unto  that  day  ! 
With  all  thy  fulnefs  fill, 

And  then  tranfport  away  ! 
Away  to  our  eternal  reft, 
Away  to  our  Redeemer's  bread  ? 

H  Y  M  N      CXCIII. 

1  T^ATHER  of  our  dying  Lord, 
Jp     Remember  us  for  good, 

O  fulfil  his  faithful  word, 

And  hear  his  fpeaking  blood  ! 

Give  us  that  fcr  which  he  prays  ; 
Father,  glorify  thy  fon  j 

Shew  his  truth,  and  pow'r,  and  grace, 
And  fend  the  promife  down. 

2  True  and  faithful  Witnefs,  thou, 

O  Chnll,  theSpirit  g've  ! 
Haft  thou  not  received  him  now, 

That  we  might  not    receive  ? 
Art  thou  not  our  living  Head  ? 

Life  to  all  thy  limbs  impart  : 
Shed  thv  love,  thy  Spirir  died, 

In  ev'ry  waiting  heart. 

I  3  3  Holy 


*36    For  Persons  in  Fellowship, 

3  Holy  Ghoft,  the  Comforter, 
The  gift  of  Jefus,  come  : 
Glows  our   heart  to  had  thee  near, 
And  fwel's  to  make  thee  room  j 
Prefent  with  us  thee  we  feel, 

Come,  O  come,  and  in  us  be  ! 
With  us,  in  us,  live  and  dwell 
To  all  eternity. 

HYMN      CXCIV. 

8    TESU,  Lord,  v/o  look  to  thee, 
J   Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ; 
Shew  thyfelf  the  Prince  of  peace  : 
Bid  our  jars  for  ev'erceafe. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  Love, 
Ev'ry  {tumbling  block  remove  : 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear, 
Come  and  fpread  thy  banner  here  I 

3  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind  ; 
Lowly,  meek  in  thought  an^  word, 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

4  Let  us  each  for  other  care, 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear  ; 
To  thy  church  the  pattern  give, 
Shew  how  true   believers  live. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide  ; 

All  the  depths  of  love  exprt-fs, 
All  the  heights  of  holineis. 


C  Let 


Fir  Persons  in  Fellowship,     igy 

6  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  above  : 
On  the  wings  of  eagles  fly  ; 
Shew  how  true  believers  die. 

H  Y  M  N    CXCV. 

2     TESU,  united  by  thy  grace, 
J    And  each  to  each  endeared,. 
With  confidence  we  feek  thy  face, 
xA.nd  know  our  prayV  is  heard. 

z  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 
And  bear  thine  eafy  yoke, 
A  band  of  love,  a  three-fold  cord. 
Which  never  can  be  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one  fpirit  drink; 
Baptize  into  thy  name  j 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And   fweetly  fpeak  the  fame. 

4  Touch'-d  6y  the  loadftoneef  thy  love, 

Let  all  our  hearts  agree  ; 
And  ever  tow'rdseach  other  move^ 
And  ever  move  towards  ihee. 

5  To  thee  in&parably  join'd, 

:Let  all  our  fpirits  cleave  ; 
O  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 
That  was  in  thee  receive  ! 

6  This  is  the  bond  of  perfeftnefs. 

Thy  fpctlefs  charity  ; 
O  let  us  itill,-  we  pray,  poiTefs, 
The  mind  that  was  in  thee  i 

I  4  7  Grant 


1 83     For  Persons  in  Fellowship. 

m  Grant  this,  and  then  from  all  below 
Inlenfibly  remove  ; 
Our  fouls  their  change  raallfcarcely  knowf 
Made  \  erfe&  lirfr.  in  love. 

8  With  cafe  our  fouls  thro' death  (hall  glide, 

Into  their  paradife; 
And  thence  on  wings  of  ea.g!es  ride 
Triumphant  through  the  Ikies. 

9  Yet  when  the  fullefb  joy  is  given, 

The  fame  delight  we  prove, 
In  earth,  in  paradife,  in  heav'n, 
Our  AH  in  All  is  love. 

H  Y  M  N     CXCVI, 

?ART   THE   FIRST. 

i    /"NOME,  and  let  us  fweetly  join, 

\^  Chrift   topraifeinhymnadiviiiel 

Give  we  all,   with  one  accord, 

Gloiy  to  our  common  Lord  ; 

Hands,  and  hearts,  and  voices  raife  : 

Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days  ; 

Antedate  the  joys  above, 

Celebrate  the  lead  of  love. 
2  Strive  we,  in  aflfe&ion  ftrive  : 

Let  the  purer  flamcjevive  : 

Such  as  in  the  martyrs  glowM, 

Dying   champions  for  their  God  s 

We  like  them  may   live  and  love  ; 

Calfd  we  are  their  joys  to  prove; 
•     Sav'd  with  them  from  future  wrath  ; 

Partners  of  like  precious  fath. 

3  Sing 


For  Persons  in  Fellowship.     189 

3  Sing  we  then  in  Jefu's  name, 
Now  as  yefterday  the  fame  ; 
One  in  every  time  and  place,  ^ 

Full  for  all  of  truth  and  grace  : 
We  for  Chrift  our  m after  Hand, 
Lights  in  a  benighted  land  ; 
We  our  dying  Lord  confefs  j 
We  are  Jefu's  witnelfes. 

$.  Witnelfes  that  Chrift  hath  dy'd  5 
We  with  him  are  crucify'd  t 
Chrift  hath  burn:  the  bands  ofdeath  : 
We  his  quickning  fpirit  breathe  ^ 
Chrift  is  now  gone  up  on  high  ; 
Thither  all  our  wiihes  fly  : 
Sits  at  God's  right-hand  above  ; 
There  with  him  we  reign  in  love. 

HYMN      CXCV1I. 

PJLRT    THE    SECOND. 

I    /^OME,  thou  high  and  lofty  Lord  : 
V^   Lowly,  meek,  incarnate  word  * 
Humbly  ftoop  to  earth  again  ; 
Come  and  vifit  abjed  man  ! 
Jefu,  dear  expefted  guefl, 
Thou  art  bidden  to  the  feaft  : 
For  thyfelf  our  hearts  prepare  \ 
Come  and  tit  and   banquet  there. 

a  Jefu,  we  thy  promtfe  claim  : 
We  are  met  in  thy  great  name  ; 
In  the  midft  do  thou  appear, 
Maniteft  thy  prefence  here  : 

I  5  San&ify 


190    For  Persons  in  Fellowship. 

Sanclify  us,  Lord,  and  blefs  : 
Breathe  thy  Spirit,  give  thy  peace  : 
Thou  thyfelf  within  us  move  ; 
Make  our  feaft:  a  feaft  of  love. 
3  Let  the  fruits  of  grace  abound  *, 
Let  in  us  thy  bowels  found  ; 
Faith,  and  love,  and  joy  iijcreaie, 
Temperance  and  gentleoefs  ; 

Plant    in  us  thy  humble  mind, 
Patient,  pitiful  and  kind  : 

Meek  and  lowly  let  us  be, 

Full  of  goodneu,  full  of  thee. 
4  Make  us  all  in  thee  complete  : 

Make  us  ail  in  glory  meet  ; 

Meet  C  appear  before    thy  fight, 

Partners  with  the  faints  in  light  : 

Call,  O  call  us  each  by  nau.e  ! 

To  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb  : 

Let  ui  lean  upon  thy  breail  [ 

Love  be  there  our  endlefs  feaft! 

H  Y  M  N      CXCVIII. 

IDIOMS  let  us  ufe  the  grace  divine, 
V^   And  all  with  one  accord, 
In  a  perpetual  covenant  join 
Ourfelves  to  Chrift  the  Lord  : 

%  Give   up  ourfelves  through  J~lVo  powV, 
His  natie  to  glorify, 
And  promife  in  this  facred  hour, 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 

3  The  cov'nant  we  this  moment  make 
Be  ever  kept  in  mind  : 


For  Persons  in  Fellowship.     191 

We  will  no  more  our  God  forfake, 
Or  caft  his  words  behind. 

4  We  never  will  throw  ofThis  fear, 

Who  hears  our  folemn  vow, 
And  if  thou  art  well   pleas'd  to  hear, 
Come  down  and  meet  us  now. 

5  Thee  Father,  Sob,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 

Let    all  our  hsarts  receceive  .' 
Prefent  with  the  celeftiai  hoft, 
The  peaceful  anfwer  give  ! 

6  To  each  the  cov'n^r-ulood  apply, 

Which  takes  our  fins  away  ; 
And  Fegifter  our  names  on  high, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

H  Y  M  N     CXCLX. 

On  admitting  a  New  Member. 

iT>ROTHER  in  Chuff,  and  well-belovM 
J3  To  Jefus  and  his  fetvahts  dear, 
Enter,  and  ihew  thyielf  approv'd  ; 
Enter,  and  find   that  God  is  here. 

2  'Scaped  from  the  world,  redeem  a  from  fin 

By  fiends  puf(V«k  by  men  abhorr*<J, 
Come  in,  poor  fugitive  coThe  in, 
And  (hate  the  portion  of  thy  L^rd. 

3  Welcome  from  earth  ! — lo,  the  right  hand 

Of  fellowship  to  thee  we  give  ! 

With  open  arms  and  hearts  we  fta«dj 

A;:d  lbe%  la  Jeftfs  name  receive, 

4  StaJj 


192    iV  Persons  /«  Fellowship. 

4  Say, is  thy  heart  refolv'd  as  ours  ? 

Then  let  it  bum  with  facred  love  ; 
Then  iet  it  tafte  the  heav'nly  pow'rs, 
Partaker  of  the  joys  above. 

5  Jefu  attend,  thyfelf  reveal  ! 

Are  we  not  met  in  thy  great  name  ? 
Thee  in  the  mid'ft  we  wait  to  feel, 
We  wait  to  catch  the  fpreading  flame, 

6  Thou  God,  that  anfwerefl:  by  fire, 

The  fpirit  of  burning  now  impart, 
And  let  flames   of  pure  defire 
Rife  from  the  altar  of  our  heart. 

7  Truly  our   fellowfhip  below 

With  thee  and  with  the  father  is  ; 
In  thee  eternal  life  we  know, 
And  heavVs  unutterable   blifs. 

£  In  part    we  only  know  thee  here, 

But  wait  thy  coming  from  above*-* 
And  I  (ball  then  behold  thee  near, 
And  I  frail  all  be  loft  in  Love, 

HYMN     CC. 

On  lifting  a  F'r  I  E  N  D. 

I  T)E  ACE  be  on  this  houie  beflow'd, 
j£     f  eace  on  all  that  here  refide  : 
Let  the  unknown  peace  of  God 
With  the  man  of  peace  abide  ! 
Let  the  Spirit  now  come  down  j 

Let  the  blefling  now  take  place  : 
£cn  of  peace,  receive  thy  crown, 
Fulnefs  pf  the  gofpel-gracp, 

3  Chriftj 


For  Persons  in  Fellowship.     193 

%  Chrift,  my  Matter  and  my  Lord, 

Let  me  thy  forerunner  be  ; 
O  be  mindful  of  thy  word, 

Vifit  them,  and  vifit  me  ! 
To  thishoufe  and  all  within 

Now  let  thy  falvation  come  ! 
Save  our  fouls  from  inbred   fin  ; 

Make  us  thy  eternal  hope  ! 

3  Let  us  never,  never  reft, 

Till  the  promife  is  fulfillM  \ 
Till  we  are  of  thee  polled, 

Pandon'd,  fan&iry'd,  and  fealM  I 
Till  we  all,  in  love  renew'd, 

Find  the  pearl  that  Adam  loft, 
Temples  of  the  living  God, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoil  ! 

HYMN     CCI. 

PARTING. 

I  TJLEST  be  the  dear,  uniting  love, 
][j  That  will  not  let   us  part  ! 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 
We  dill   are  one  in  heart. 
3  Join'd  in  one  fpirit  to  our  Head, 
Where  he  appoints,  we  go  ; 
And  ftill  in  jelu's  footfteps  tread, 
And  fhew  his  praife  below. 
%  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 
And  nothing  know  bef.de, 
Nothing  defire,  nothing  efteem, 
But  Jefus  crucify'd  ! 

4  defer 


194     Fvr  Persons  in  Fellowship. 

4  Clofer  and  clofer  Jet  us  cleave 

To  his  beloved  embrace  ; 
Expect  his  fulnefs  to  receive, 
And  grace  to   anfwer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace, 

The  fame  in  mind  and  heart, 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death  can  part. 

6  But  let  us  haften  to  the  day 

Which  (hall  our  flefh  reftore  ; 
When  death  fhall  all  be  done  away, 
And  bodies  part  no  more  ! 

HYMN      CCII. 

i    TESUS,  accept  the  praife 
J   That  to  thy  name  belongs, 
Matter  of  all  our  praife, 

Subject  of  all  our  fongs  ; 
Through    thee  we  now  together  came, 
And  part  exulting  in   thy  name. 

%  In  flelh  we  part  awhile,    N 
But  ftill  in  fpirit  joinM, 
T' embrace  the  happy  toil, 

Thou  haft  to  each  allign'd  ; 
And,  while  we  do  thy  bleffed  will, 
We  bear  our  heav'n  about  us  ftill. 
3  O  let  us  thus  go  on 

In  all  thy  pleafant  ways, 
And,  arrn'd  with  patience,  run 

With  joy  th'   appointed  race  \ 
Keep  us,  and  every  leekiag  foul 
Till  all  attain  the  heavenly  goal. 

a  There 


Fsr  Persons  in  Fellowship.    195 

4  There  we  (hall  meet  again. 
When  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 
And  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 

And  parting  are  no   more. 
We  (hall  with  all  our  brethren  rife, 
And  grafp  thee  in  the  flaming  Ikies. 

5  C  happy,  happy  day, 

That  calls  thy  exiles  home  ! 
The  heav'ns   (hall  pafs  away  ; 

The  earth  receive  its  doom  ; 
Earth  we  (hall  view  and  heav'n  deftroy  d^ 
And  fbout  about  the  fiery  void  I 

6  Then  let  us  wait   the  found 

That  (hall  our  fouls  releafe, 
And  labour  to  be  found 

Of  him  in  fpotlefs  peace  ; 
]n  pei feci  hoi inefs  renew'd, 
Adorn'd  with  Chrift,  and  meet  for  God, 


'A 


HYMN       CCIII. 

Waiting  jor  the  Spirit  of  Adoption. 

LL  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 

And  never-ceafing  praife, 

V/hiie  angels  live  to  know  thy  name, 

Or  men  to  feel  thy  grace. 
With  this  cold  flony  heart  of  mine, 

Jefus,  to  thee  I  flee  ; 
And  to  thy  grace  my  foul  refign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  Thee, 

3  Giys 


I96  EIRTH-DAY. 

3  Give  me  to  hide  my  blaming  face, 

While  thy  dear  crofs  appears  ; 
Dilfolve  my   heart  in  chankfulnefs, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears, 

4  O  may  the  uncorrupted  feed 

Abide  and   reign  within  ; 
And  thy  life  giving  word  forbid 
My  new-born  foul  to  fin. 

5  Father,  I  wait  before  thy    throne. 

Call  me  a  child  of  thine  ; 

Send  down  the  fpirit  of  thy  Son 

To  form  my  heart  divine. 

6  There  (bed  thy  promiVd  love  abroad, 

And  make  my  comfort  ftrongj 
Then  (ball  I  fay,  "  My  Father,  God  !" 
With  an  unwav'ring  tongue. 


BIRTH-DAY* 

HYMN      CCIV 


I    /^>»OD  cfmy  life  to  thee 
VJT   My  cheerful  foul  I  raife  ; 
Thy  goorlnefs  bade  me  be, 

And  ilill  prolongs  my   days  ; 
I  fee  my  natal  hour  return, 
And  blefs  the  day  that  I  was  born. 

2   Adod 


BIRTH-DAY. 

2  A  clod  of  living  earth, 

I  glorify  thy  name,    <     *•' 
From  whom  alone  my  birth 

And  all  my  ble lungs  came  ; 
Creating  and  preferving  grace 
Let  all  that  is  within-me  praife. 
a  Long  as  I  live  beneath, 

To  thee,  O  ler  me  live  ; 
To  thee  my  every  breath 

In  thanks   and  praiies  give  ! 
"Whate'er  I  have,  wbate'er  I  arm 
Shall  magnify  my  Maker's  name, 

4  My  foul  and  all  its   pow'rs, 

Thine,  wholly  thine  (hall  be  j 
AH,  all  my  happy  hours 
Iconfecrate  to   thee  ; 
Me  to  thine  image  now  reftore, 
And  I  Oiall  praife  thee  evermore. 

*  I  wait  thy  will  to  6o9 

As    Angels  do  in  heav'n  5 
In  Chrift  a  creature  new, 

Eternally  forgiv'n  j 
I  wait  thy  perfect  will  to  provre, 
And  fanclify'd  by   finlefs  love. 

6  Then  when  the  work  is  done, 
The  work  of  faith  with  pow'r, 
Receive    thy    favoured    fon 

In  deaths  triumphant  hour  ; 
Like  Mofes  to  thyfelf  convey, 
And  kifs  my  raptur'd  foal  away. 


,9i 


HYMN 


19^  BIRTH-DAY. 

HYMN      CCVL 

WAY  with  our  fears, 


A 


The  glad  morning  appears, 
When  an  heir  of  falvation  was  born  .' 

From  Jehovah  I  came, 

For  his  glory   I  am, 
And  to  him  I  with  finging    return. 

%  Thee,    jefus    alone, 

The  fountaiu  I  own 
Of  my  life  and  felicity  here; 

And  cheerfully   ling 

My  Redeemer  and  King, 
Till  his  figns  in  the  heav'ns  appear. 

3  With  thanks  I  rejoice 

In  thy  fatherly  choice 
Of  my  ftate  and  condition  below  ; 

It  of  parents  I  came 

Who  honour'd  thv   name, 
'Twas  thy  wifdom  appointed  it  fo. 

4  Ifingof  thy  grace, 

From    my    earliefl    days, 
Ever  near  to  allure  and  defend  ; 

Hitherto  thou  haft  been 

My  preferver  from  fin, 
And  I  truft  thou  wilt  lave  to  the  end. 

5  O  the  infinite  cares 

And  temptations  and  fnares 
Thy  hand  hath  conduced   me  through  ! 

O  the   bleffings  beftow'd 

By  a  bountiful  God, 
And  the  mercies  eternally  new  ! 

6  What 


BIRTH-DAY.  I$9 

6  What  a  mercy  is  this, 

What  a   heaven  of  blifs, 
How  unfpeakahly  happy  am  I  ! 
Gather'd  into  the  fold, 
With  thy  people  enroIPd, 
With  thy  people  to  live  and  to  die  ! 

7  O  the  goodnefs  of  God 

In  employing  a  clod 
His  tribute  of  glory  to  raife  ! 
His  ftandard   to  bear, 
And    with  triumph  declare 
His  unlpeakable  riches  of  grace  ! 

8  O  the  fathomlefs  love, 

That  has  deign'd  to  approve, 
And  profper  the  work  of  my  hands  ! 

With  my  paftoral  crook 

I  went  over  the  brook, 
And,  behold  !   I  am  fpread  into  bands  I 

9  Who,  I  afk  in  amaze, 

Hath  begotten  me  thefe  ! 

AmJ.enquirefrora  whatquarter  they  come? 
My  full  heart  it  replies, 
They  are    born  from  the  fkies, 

And  give  glory  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

10  All  honour  and  praife 

To  the  F:uher  of  grace, 
To  the  Spirit,  and  Son    I  return  ! 

The  bufinefs  purfue 

He  bath  made  me  to  do, 
And  rejoice  that  I  ever  was  born. 

ii  In  a  rapture  of  joy 

My  life   :  employ, 
The  God  of  my  life  to  proclaim  ? 


20O  BACKSLIDER. 

'Yis  worth  living  for  this, 
To  adminifter  blifs 
And  falvation,  in  JeUis's  name. 

12  My  remnant  of  days 

1  fpend  in  his  praiie, 
Who  died  the  whole  world  to  redeem 

Be  they  many  or  few, 

My  days  are  his  due, 
They  all  are  devoted  to  him  ! 


BACKSLIDER. 
HYMN     CCVI. 

PA3.T   THE    FIRST. 

HOW  happy  are  they 
Who  the'Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treafure  abore 
Tongue  cannot  exprefs, 
Thelpeet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  foul  in  its  earlieft  love. 

That  comfort  was  mine, 

When  the  favour  divine 
I  firfl:  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  i 

WThen  my  heart  it  believ'd, 

What  a  joy  I  receiv'd, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jefus's  name  ! 

'TVas  an  heaven  below 

My  Saviour  to  know  ; 
The  angels  could  no  nothing  more 

Than  fall  at  hi?  feet, 

And  the  ftory  repeac, 
And  the  lover  of  tinners  adore. 

4  Jefus 


BACKSLIDER.  2<*I 

4     Jefus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  fong ; 
O  that  all  his  falvation  might  fee  ! 
He  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cried, 
Hehathfuffer'd,  and  dfed, 
To  redeem  fuch  a  rebel  *s  me. 
c       On  the  wings  of  his  love 
I  was  carry'd  above 
All  fin  and  temptation,  and  pain  5 
I  could  not  believe 
That  I  ever  mould  grieve, 
Tkat  I  ever  mould  fuffer  again. 
6       I  rode  on  the  Iky, 
Freely  juftify'd  I! 
Nor  envy'd  Elijah  his  feat  : 
My  foul  mounted  higher 
In  a  chariot  of  fire, 
And  the  moon  it  was.  under  my  feet. 
*       Oh  ?  the  rapturous  height 
'  Of  that  holy  delight, 
Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  f 
Of  my  Saviour  poiTeft 
I  was  perfectly  bkft, 
As  if  fill'd  with  the  goodnefs  of  God* 
HYMN       CCVII. 

PART     THE     SECOND. 

I  A    H,  where  am  I  now  ! 

l\    When  was  it,  or  how 
That  1  fell  from  my  heaven  cf  grace  ? 
I  am  brought  into  thrall, 
I  am  ftript  of  my  All, 
I  am  banifo'd  from  Jefus's  face, 

z  Hardy 


202  BACKSLIDER. 

2  Hardly  yet  do  I  know 
How  1  let  my  Lord  go, 

So  iofenfibly  forcing  afide  : 

When  the  tempter  came  in 

With  his  own  f'ubtle  /in, 
And  infected  my  fpirit  with  pride.' 

3  But  I  felt  it  too  foort, 

That  my  Saviour  was  gone, 
Swiftly  vanifhing  out  of  my  fight  ; 

My  triumph  and  boa/1 

On  a  ludden  were  loll, 
And  my  day  it  was  turn'd  into  night. 

4  Only  pride  could  deftroy 
That  innocent  joy, 

And  make  my  Redeemer  depart  ; 

But  whate'er  was  the  caufe,      • 

I  lament  the  fad  lofs, 
For  the  veil  is  come  over  my  heart, 

5  Ah  !  wretch  that  I  am ! 
I  can  only  exclaim, 

Like  a  devil  tormented  within  : 

My  Saviour  is  gone, 

And  has  loft  me  alone 
To  the  fury  of  Satan  and  fin. 

6  Nothing  now  can  relieve, 
Without  comfort  I  grieve, 

I  have  loft  all  my  peace  and  my  pow'f  ; 

No  accefs  do  i  rind 

To  the  friend  of  mankind  ; 
I  afk  for  his  mercy  no  more. 

7  Tongue  cannot  declare 
The  torment  I  bear, 

(While  no  end  of  my  troubles  I  fee) 

Only 


BACKSLIDER.  30J 

Only  Adam  could  tell 
On  the  day  that  he  fell 
And  was  turn'd  out  of  Eden,  like  me, 

Driven  out  from  my  God, 

I  wander  abroad, 
Thro'  a  defart  of  forrows  I  rove  5 

And  how  great  is  roy  pain, 

That  I  cannot  regain 
My  Eden  of  Jefus's  love  ? 

I  never  (hall  rife 

To  my  firft  paradife, 
Or  come  my  redeemer  to  fee  i 

But  I  feel  a  faint  hope 

That  at  laft  he  will  ftoop, 
And  his  pity  fball  bring  him  to  me, 

HYMN.    CCVIJI. 

HOW  lhall  a  loft  finner  in  pain* 
Recover  his  forfeited  peace  ? 
When  brought  into  bondage  again, 
What  hope  ofafecond  releafe  ? 
Will  mercy  itfelf  be  (o  kind 

To  fpare  fuch  a  rebel  as  me  ? 
And  O  .'  can  I  pofltbly  find 

Such  plenteous  redemption  in  thee  ! 
O  Jefus,  of  thee  I  require, 
If  ftill  thou  art  able  tofave, 
The  brand  to  pluck  out  of  the  fire, 

And  ranfon  my  foul  from  the  grave  t 
The  help  of  thy  Spirit  reftore, 

And  mew  me  the  life-giving  blood, 
And  pardon  a  finner  once  more, 
And  bring  me  again  unto  God. 

O  Jefus 


204  BACKSLIDER. 

3  O  JefuS  in  pity  draw  near, 

Come  quickly  to  help  a  loft  foul, 
To  comfort  a  mourner  appear, 

And  make  a  poor  Lazarus  whole  : 
The  balm  of  thy  mercy  apply, 

(Thou  feed  the  fore  anguilh  I  feel) 
Save,  Lord,  or  I  perifh,  I  die, 

O  fave,  or  I  fink  into  hell ! 

4  I  fink,  if  thou  longer  delay 

Thy  pardoning  mercy  to  mew, 
Come  quickly,  and  kindly  difplay 

The  pow'r  of  thy  paflion  below. 
By  all  thou  haft  done  for  my  fake, 

One  drop  of  thy  blood  I  implore  : 
Now,  now  let  it  touch  me,  and  make 

The  finner  a  finner  no  more. 

HYMN      CCIX. 

F&  the  Morning 

i\%  THERE  is  my  God,  my  joy,  my  hope, 
VV  The  dear  defire  of  nations  where  I 
Jeius,  to  thee  my  foul  looks  up, 

To  thee  di  reels  her  morning  prayer  ; 
And  fpreads  her  arms  of  faith  abroad, 
To  embrace  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  God  f 
%   Mine  eyes  prevent  the  morning  ray, 
Looking,  and  longing  for  thy  word  : 
Come,  O  my  Jefus,  come  awa y, 

And  let  my  heart  receive  its  Lord  ; 
Which  pants  and  ftroggles  to  be  free, 
And  breaks  to  be  detain'd  from  thee. 


A    PARENTS   PRAYER. 


205 


3  Appear  in  me,  bright  Morning  Star, 

And  fcatter  all  the  /hades  of  night ! 
I  faw  thee  once,  and  came  from  f*r, 

But  quickly  lofc  thy  cranfient  light  ; 
And  now  again  in  darknefs  pine, 
Till  thou  throughout  my  nature  mine  % 
4.  In  patient  hope  I  now  take  heed 

To  the  fure  word  of  promis'd   grace, 
Whoferays  a  feeble  luiire  (bed,     [place; 

Faint,  glimmering,  through  thedarklpme 
Till  thou  thy  glorious  light  impart, 
And  rife,  the  Day-Star  in  my  hear:. 

5  Come,  Lord,  be  manifefted  here, 

And  all  the  devil's  works'  deftroy  5 
Now  without  lin  in  me  appear, 
And  nil  with  everlafting  joy  : 
Thy  beatific  face  difpiay, 
Thy  prefence  is  the  perfect  day* 


A  PARENT'S   PRAYER. 
H  Y  M  N     CCX. 

1  /""^ODonly  wife,  almighty,  good, 
VJT  Send  forth  thy  truth  and  light, 
To  point  us  out  the  narrow  road, 

And  guide  our  fteps  aright  : 

2  To  freer  our  dang'rous  courfc  between 

Thercc:<s  on  either  hand  ; 
And  fix  us  in  the  golden  mean, 
And  bring  our  charge  to  land. 


K 


3  MaJt 


306  KAT1VITY. 

3  Made  apt  by  thy  fufficient  grace 
To  teach  as  taught  by  thee, 
We  come  to  train  in  all  thy  ways 
Our  vifing  progeny. 
a  Their  felfifli  will  in  time  fubdue, 
And  mortify  their  pride  j 
And  lend  their  youth  a  facred  clew 
To  find  the  Crucify 'd ! 

5  We  would  in  ev'ry  ftep  look  up, 

By  thy  example  taught. 
T'  alarm  their  fear,  excite  their  hope, 
And  re&ify  their  thought. 

6  We  would  perfuade  their  heart  t'  obey, 

With  roitdeft  zeal  proceed  ; 
And  never  take  the  harfher  way, 
When  love  will  do  the  deed. 

7  For  this  we  afk,  in  faith  fincerc, 

The  wifdom  from  above  ; 
To  touch  their  hearts  with  filial  fear, 
And  pure,  ingenuous  love  : 

8  To  watch  their  will  to  fenfe  inclin'd 

Wtch-hold  the  hurtful  food  ; 
And  gently  bend  their  tender  mind, 
And  draw  their  fouls  to  God. 


A 


NATIVIT  Y. 
II  Y  M  N    CCXT. 
LLhail!    happy  day, 


When  enrob'd  in  our  clay, 
Fhe  redeemer  appear'd  upon  earth  : 


Plow 


NATIVITY.  2«7 

How  can  we  refrain 

For  to  join  the  glad  drain, 
And  to  hail  our  Immanuel's  birth  ? 

How  boundlefs  that  love, 

Firft  begotten  above, 
And  through  Jefus  to  Tinners  made  known 

Lifr,  lift  up  the  voice,  - 

And  exulting  rejoice, 
For  Jehovah  to  earth  is  come  down. 

Ye  angels  of  God, 

Sound  his  praifes  abroad, 
And  acknowledge  him  JAH,  the  I  am  : 

Wealfo  will  join 

In  the  hymn  lb  divine, 
Giving  glory  to  God  and  the  Lamb, 

To  Chrift  we  will  ting, 

As  our  High  Prieft  and  King, 
And  our  Prophet  to  teach  us  the  road 

But  more  than  all  this, 

For  Almighty  he  is, 
And  we  own  him  our  crucify 'd  God  I 

To  Jefus's  praife 

Let  us  fpend  all  our  days, 
For  'tis  he  our  furety  has  ftood  : 

He  fojourned  below, 

That  his  n>ercy  might  flow, 
And  he  purchas'd  our  pardon  with  blood  | 

O  may  the  return  » 

Of  this  once  blefTed  morn, 
Be  for  ever  remember'd  with  joy  ; 

Sweet  accents  of  praife, 

All  our  voices  {hall  raife, 
Hallelujahs  mail  be  our  employ. 

K  2  7  Let 


2C8  NATIVITY. 

j       Let  echo  prolong. 

The  harmonious  fong.  _ 
Hallelujahs  again  and  again  : 
He  kindlesthe  fire, 
Whom  the  nations  defire; 
And  to  him  we  devote  the  glad  drain. 

8       Bieft  Jefus,   while  we 
Pay  our  tribute  to  thee, 
Let  us  worfhip,  admire,  and  adore, 
Accept  as  thy  crown, 
What  before  was  thy  own, 
Hallelujahs  and  praiie  evermore. 

H  Y  M  N       CCXIL 

t    T  T  ARK  !   the  herald  angels  fing, 
S~|  "  Glory  to  the  newborn  king 
*«  peace  en  earth*  and  mercy  mild  & 
««   God  and  Tinners  reconcil'd." 
Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rife, 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  ikies, 
With  th'  angelic  hoft  proclaim, 
««  Chrift  is  born  in  Bethlehem. •' 

%  Chrift,  bv  higbeft  heav'n  ador'd, 

Chrift  the  everlafting  Lord  ; 

Late  in  time  behold  him  come, 

OfFspringof  a  virgin'*  womb  : 

VeiPd  in  fleih,  the  Godhead  ice, 

Hail  tit"  imcarnace  Deity! 

PleasM  as  man  with  men  t'  appear, 

Jefus  our  Immanuel  here. 
^  Hail,  the  heav'n-born  Prince  of  Peace, 
°  Hail,  theSunofRighteoui'nels! 

Light 


new-year's  day.  aop 

Light  and  life  to  all  he  biings, 
Ris'n  with  healing  in  his  wings ; 
Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by, 
Born,  rh?  c  man  no  more  may  die, 
Born  to  raife  the  fons  of  earth, 
Born  to  give  them  fecond  birth. 

Come,  defire  of  nations,  come, 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home  ; 
Rife,  the  woman's  conqu'ring  feed, 
Bruil'e  in  us  the  ferpent's  head  : 
Adam's  likenefs  now  efface, 
Stamp  thine  image  in  its  place  ; 
Second  Adam  from  above, 
Re-fnftate  us  in  thv  love. 


NEW-YEAR's  DAY. 
HYMN    CCXIII. 

THE  Lord  of  earth  and  fey, 
The  God  of  ages  praife, 
Who  reigns  enthron'd  on  high, 
Ancient  or  endleis  days, 
Who  lengthens  out  our  trials  her    , 
And  fpares  us  yet  another  year. 

Barren  and  wither'd  trees, 

We  cumber  d  long  the  ground, 
No  fruit  of  holinefs. 

On  our  dead  fouls  was  found  ; 
Yet  doth  he  us  in  mercy  fpare, 
Another,  and  another  year. 

*>  3.  a  When 


210 

3       When  jufiice  bar'd  the  iword 
To  cut  the  fig-tree  down, 
The  pity  of  our  Lord 
Cry-d,  Let  it  ftill  alone  I 
The  Father  mild  inclines  his  ear, 
And  fpares  us  yet  another  year. 

4.       Jetus,  thy  fpeaking  blood 

From  God  obtained  the  grace, 
Who  therefore  hath  beftow'd 
On  us  a  longer  fpace  ; 
Thou  didft  in  our  behalf  appear, 
And  lo  I  we  fee  another  year  ! 

§       Then  dig  about  our  root, 

Break  up  our  fallow  ground. 
And  let  our  gracious  fruit 
To  thy  great  praife  abound ; 
O  let  us  all  thy  praife  declare, 
And  fruit  unto  perfection  bear. 

HYMN     CCXIV. 

l    QlSJO  io  the  great  Jehovah's  praife  I 
|*3  All  praife  to  him  belongs, 
Who  kindly  lengthens  out  our  days, 

Demands  our  choicelt  fongs  : 
Whole  providence  has,  brought  us  through 

Another,  various  year, 
We*  all  with  vows,  and  anthems  new 
Before  our  God  appear. 
$  Father,  thy  mercies  pa  ft:  we  cwn, 
Thy  ftill  continue!  c^re, 
To  thee  preienting,  thro'  thy  Son, 
"Wbatew  we  have,  or  are  -s 


GOOD-FRIDAY  2U 

Our  lips  and  lives  fhall  gladly  fhew 

The  wonders  of  thy  love, 
While  on  in  Jefu's  fteps  we  go 

To  feek  thy  face  above. 
Our  refidue  of  days  or  hours, 

Thine,  wholly  thine  (ball  be, 
And  all  our  confecrated  powers, 

A  facrifice  to  Thee  : 
Till  Jcfus  in  the  clouds  appear 

To  faints  on  earth  forgiven, 
And  bring  the  grand  fahbatic  year. 

The  jubilee  of  heaven. 


GOOD  FRIDAY. 
HYMN     CCXV. 


i      f\  LAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  $ 
x\   And  did  my  Sov'reign  die  i 
Wou'd  he  devote  that  facred  head;, 
For  fuch  a  worm  as  1  ? 

2  Was  it/or  .crimes  that  1  had  done 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  I   grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  the  fun  in  darknefs  hide. 

And  (hut  his  glories  in  ; 
When  Chrift  the  mighty  Maker  dy'd, 
For  man  the  creature's  fin  ! 

4  Thus 


2,12  A  PRAYER  TOR  FAITH. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blufliing  face, 

While  his  dear  crots  appears  ; 

Dillblve  my  heart  in  thankfulnefs, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  dxpps  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myfelf  away, 
'Tisall  that  I  can  do. 


HYMN     CCXVI. 

A  Prayer  for  Faith, 

i    TJVATHER,  I  ftretcb  my  hands  to  thee, 
jj       No  other  help  I  know  : 
lr  thou  withdraw  thy  (elf  from  me, 
Ah  .'  whither  (hall  I  go  ? 

2  What  did  thy  only  Son  endure 

Before  I  drew  my  breath  \ 
What  pain,  what  labour,  to  fecure 
My  foul  from  endlefs  death  ? 

3  O  Jefu,  could  I  this  believe, 

I  now  mould  feel  my  pow'r: 
Now  my  poor  foul  thou  wouldft  retrieve, 
Nor  let  mi  wait  one  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift. 

My  weary,  longing  eyes ; 

O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift ; 

My  foul  without  it  dies. 

c  Surely  thou  canft  not  let  me  die  ! 

O  (peak,  and  I  (hall  live! 

And  here  I  will  unwearied  lie* 

Till  thou  thy  fnirk  give. 

1  6  The 


PRAISE.  21* 


The  worfi  of  finners  would  rejoice, 
Could  they  but  fee  thy  face  ; 

Olet  me  hear  thy  quickning  voice, 
And  tatte  thy  pard'ning  grace. 


A 


HYMN      CCXVII. 

Sincere  praije. 
LMIGHTY  Maker  God, 


How  glorious  is  thy  name, 
Thy  wonders  how  diffas'd  abroad, 
Throughout  creation's  frame  ? 

2  In  native  white  and  red 

The  rofe  and  lily  ftand, 
And  free  from  pride  their  beauties  fpread^ 
To  mew  thy  fkilful  hand. 

3  The  lark  mounts  up  the  iky, 

With  unambitious  fong, 
And  bears  her  maker's  praife  on  high 
Upon  her  artlefs  tongue. 

4  Fain  would  I  rife  and  ling 

To  my  Creator  too  ; 
Fain  would  my  heart  adore  my  King, 
And  give  him  praifes  due. 

5  But  pride,  that  bufy  fin, 

Spoils  all  that  I  perform, 
Curs'd  pride  that  creeps  fecurely  in, 
And  fweils  a  haughty  worm. 

6  Thy  glories  \  abate, 

Or  praife  thee  with  defign, 
Part  of  thy  favours  I  forget. 
Or  think  the  merit  mine. 

*7  Create 


214  PHAISE. 

7  Create  my  foul  anew, 

Elfe  all  my  worfluip's  vain  ; 
This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  prove  true 
Till  it  be  form'd  again. 

8  Defcend,  celeftial  fiie, 

And  feize  me  from  above  ! 
Wrap  me  in  flames  of  pure  defire, 

And  facrjfice  to  love. 
$  Let  joy  and  worfhip  fpend 

The  remnant  of  my  days, 
And  to  my  God  my  foul  afcend 

In  fweet  perfumes  of  praife. 

HYMN    CCXVIII. 

1  \TE  heavens  rejoice  in  Jefus's  grace, 

X     Let  earth  make  a  noife  and  echo  his 
praife  f 
Our  ail  loving  Saviour  hath  pacified  God, 
And  paid  for  hisfavour  the  price  of  his  blood. 

2  Ye  mountains  and  vales  in  praifes  abound, 
Ye  hills  and  ye  dales  continue  the  found, 
Breakforth  into  fingingyetreesof  the  wood, 
For  Jefus's  bringing  loft  finners  to  God. 

5   Atonement  he  made  for  every  one, 
The  debt  he  hath  paid.the  workhehath  done, 
Shout  ali  the  creation,  below  and  above 
Afcribing  Salvation  to  Jefus's  love. 

4  His  mercy  hath  brought  falvation  to  all, 
Who  take  it  unbought  he  frees  them  from 

thrall  ; 
Throughout  the  believer  hisglory  difplays, 
And  perfects  for  ever  the  velfels  of  grace. 

Inconjiancy, 


PRAISE.  215 

HYMN     CCXIX. 

Inconjlancy* 

1  *]  '    ORD  Jefu,  when,  when  mall  h  be, 
1   j  That  I  no  more  fhall  break  with  thee  I 

When  will  this  war  of  paflions  ceafe, 
And  my  free  foul  enjoy  thy  peace  ? 

2  Here  I  repent,  and  fin  again ; 
Now  I  revive,   and  now  am  flain  1 
Slain  with  the  fame  unhappy  dart, 
Which,  oh  f  too  often  wounds  my  hearf, 

3  O  Saviour,  when,,  when  (hall  I  be 
A  gaiden  feal'd  to  all  but  thee  ? 
No  more  expos'd,  no  more  undone  ; 
But  live  and  grow  to  thee  alone.' 

4.  Guide  thou,  O  Lord,  guide  thou  -my  coujfe, 
And  draw  me  on  with  thy  fweet  force  j 
Still  make  me  walk,  ft  ill  make  me  tend.. 
By  thee  my  way,  to  thee  my  end, 

HYMN      CCXX, 
A  Morning  Hymn* 

1  "\T7E  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 

VV    O  Day-Star  from  on  high 
The  fun  itfelf  is  but  thy  made, 
Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  iky. 

2  O  let  thy  orient  beams 

The  night  of  fin  difperfe  J 
'  The  mifts  of  error,  and  of  vice^   . 
Which  made  the  univerfe  I 

*  How 


2\S  PRAISE. 

3  How  beauteous  nature  now  I 

How  dark  and  fad  before  ! 
With  joy  we  view  the  pleafing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  O  may  no  gloomy  crime 

Pollute  the  riling  day  : 
Or  jefu's  blood,  like  evening  dtw. 
Warn  all  the  Trains  away. 

5  May  we  this  life  improve, 

To  mourn  for  errors  paft, 
And  live  this  fhort  revolving  day. 
As  if  it  were  oar  laft. 

6  To  God  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit  one  and  three, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  ihall  for  ever  be. 

HYMN    CCXXI. 

An  Evening  Hjmnt 

1  /\   I.L  praife  to  him  who  dwells  in  blifs, 
J^\   Who  made  both  day  and  night  ; 
Whofe  throne  is  darknels  in  th'  abjfs 

Of  uncreated  light, 

2  Each  thought  and  deed  his  piercing  eyes 

With  ftndteft  fearch  furvev  : 
The  deepeft  ihades  no  more  diiguife 
Than  the  full  blaze  or  day. 

4  Whom  thou  doll  guard,  O  King  of  Kings, 
No  evil  fhall  mo  left  : 
Under  the  thadow  of  thy  wings  j 
Shall  they  fecurely  reft. 


SACkAMEKTAL.  217 

4  Thv  angels  {hall  around  their  beds 
Their  conftant  ftations  keep  : 
Thy  faith  and  truth  (hall  mield  their  heads, 
For  thou  doft  never  fleep. 

May  we  with  calm  and  fweet  repofe* 
And  heavenly  thoughts  refrefrVdi 

Our  eye-lids  with  the  morn's  ur>elofe> 
And  blefs  thee,  ever  blefsM  ! 

SACRAMENTAL, 

HYMN     CCXXIL 

t    TN  that  fad  memorable  night 
X     When  Jefus  was  for  us  betray'd, 
He  left  his   death-recording  rite, 

He  took,  and  bleiVd  and  brake  the  bread, 
And  gave  his  own  their  laft  bequeft, 
And  thus  his  love's  intent  expreit.  : 

2  Take,  eat,  this  is  my  body  giv'u, 

To   purchafe  life  and  peace  for  you. 
Pardon  and  holinefs  and  heaven  ; 

Do  this,  my  dying  love  to  (hew> 
Accept  your  precious  legacy, 
And  thus,  my  friends,  remember  me. 

3  He  took  into  his  hands  the  cup, 

To  crown  the  facramental  feafr, 
And  full  of  kind  concern   look'd  up, 

And  gave  what  he  to  them  had  b-'ed, 
And  drink  ye  all  of  this,  he  laid, 
In  foiemn  memory  of  the  dead. 

£>  4  This 


2l8  SACRAMENTAL. 

4  This  is  ray  "blood  which  feals  the  new 

Eternal  covenant  of  my  grace, 

My  blood  fo  freely  (bed  for  you, 

For  you  and  all  the  finful  race, 

My  blood  that  fpeaks  your  fins  forgivei, 

And  juftincs  your  claim  to  heaven. 

HYMN      CCXXIII. 

i     T    ET  all  who  truly  bear 

1  j     The  bleeding  Saviour's  name, 
Their  faithful  hearts  with  us  prepare, 
And  eat  the  palchal  ia.ub, 
Our  paflbver  was  (lain 
At  Salem's   hallowed  place, 
Yet  we  who  in  our  tents  remain, 
thail  gain  his  largeft  grace. 

2         This  euchariftic  feaft 

Our  every  want  fupplies, 
Arid  ftill  we  by  his  death  a»c  bled, 
And  fiiarehis  facrifice. 
By  faith  his  flelh  we  eat, 
Who  here  his  pailion  the*, 
And  God  out  ofhisholy  feat 
Shall  all  his  gifts  beflow. 

^  V\rho  thus  our  faith  employ 
His  f»iii'erings  to  record, 
Ev'n  now  we  mournfully  enjoy 
Communion  with  our  Lord, 
As  tho*  we  every  one 
Benearh  his crofa  had  flood, 
And  teen  him  heave,  and  heard  him  groan 
And  felt  his  gulbing  blood. 

4  O  God 


SACRAMENTAL,  %\g 

.  O  God  !  'tis  finiftied  now  I 
The  mortal  pang  is  part  I 
By  faith  his  head  we  fee  him  bow, 
And  hear  him  breathe  his  lad  ! 
We  too  with  him  are  dead, 
And  (hall  with  him  arife, 
The  crofs  on  which  he  bows  his  head? 
Shall  lift  us  to  the  Ikies. 

HYMN      CCXXIV. 

i   "DOCK  oflfrael,  cleft  for  me, 
JLV  For  us, for  all  mankind, 
bee,  thy  feebleft  followers  fee, 
*'_  Who  call  thy  death  to  mind  : 
Sion  is  the  very  land  ; 

Us  beneath  thy  (hade  receive, 
Grant  us  in  the  cleft  to  (land, 
And  by  thy  dying  live. 

In  this  howling  wildernefs, 

On  Calvary's  fteep  top, 
Made   a  curie  our  fouls  to  blefs 

Thou  once  was  lifted  up  ; 
Stricken  there  by  Mofes'  rod, 

Wounded  with  a  deadly  blow  ; 
Gufhing  dreams  of  life   o'erflovv**! 

The    thirfty  world  below. 
Rivers  of  falvation  (till 

Along  the  oefart  roll, 
Rivers  to  refrelh  and  heal 

The  faincing  finking  foul  . 

L  z  Still 


220  SACRAMENTAL. 

Still  the  fountain  of  thy  blood, 
Stands  for  finners  open  wide, 

Now,  e'en  now,  my  Lord,  and  God, 
I  waih  me  in  thy  fide. 

4  Now,  e'en  now,  we  all  plunge  in, 

And  drink  the  purple  wave, 
This  the  antidote  of  fin, 

'Tis  this  our  fouls  (hall  fave  : 
With  the  life  of  Jefus  fed, 

Lo  !  from    ftrength  to  ftrength  we  nf 
Follow'd  by  our  Rock,  and  led, 

To  meet  him  in  the  Ikies. 

HYMN     CCXXV. 

,    /\  UTHOR   of  our  Salvation,  thee 
jf*\  With  lowly  thankful  hearts  we  prai 
Author  of  this  great  my  fiery, 

Figure  and  means  of  faving  grace, 

2  The  facred  true  effectual  fign 

Thy  body  and  thy  blood  it  fhews, 
The  glorious  inftrument  divine 

Thy  mercy  and  thy  ftrength  beftow 

We  fee  the  blood  that  feals  our  peace, 
Thy  pard'ning  mercy  we  receive  : 
The  bread  doth  vifibly  exprefs 

The  ftrength  thro'  which  ourfpiritsl 

4  Our  fpirits  drink  a  frefh  fupply, 

And  eat  the  bread  fo  freely  given, 
Till  borne  on  eagles*  wings  we  fly, 
And  banquet  with  our  Lord  in  hea 

HI 


SACRAMENTAL.  221 

HYMN    CCXXVI. 

OThou,  who  this  myfterious  bread 
Didft  in  Emmaus  break, 
Return  herewith  our  fouls  to  feed 
And  to  thy  followers  fpeak. 

i  Unfeal  the  volume  of  thy  grace, 
Apply  the  gofpel-word, 
Open  our  eyes  to  fee  thy  face, 
Our  hearts  to  know  the  Lord. 

3  Of  thee  we  commune  dill,  and  mourn 
Till  thou  the  veil  remove,  - 
Talk  with  us,  and  our  hearts  (hall  burn 
With  flames  of  fervent  love. 

[  Inkhdle  now  the  heavenly  zeal, 
And  make  thy  mercy  known, 
And  give  our  pard'ning  fouls  to  feet 
That  God  and  love  are  one. 

HYMN     CCXXVII. 

JESU,  at  whofe  fupreme  command, 
We  thus  approach  to  God, 
before  us  in  thy  vefture  (land, 
Thy  vefture  dipt  in  blood. 

2  Obedient  to  thy  gjacious  word, 
We  break   the  hallowed  bread, 

Commemorate  our  dying  Lord, 
And  trull  on  thee  to  feed, 

3  Now  Saviour  now  thyfelf  reveal, 
And  make  thy  nature  known, 

L  3  Affix 


222  SACRAMENTAL. 

Affix  the  facramental  feal, 
And  ftan  p  us  for  thine  own. 

4  The  tokens  of  thy  dying  love, 

O  let   us  all  receive, 
And  feel  the  quick'ning  Spirit  move, 
Andfenfibly  believe. 

5  The  cup  of  blefling  bleft  by  thee, 

Let  it  thy  blood  impart : 
The  bread  thy  myftic  body  be, 
And  cheer  each  languid  heart. 

6  The  grace  wiilch  fare  falvation  brings, 

Let  U2  herewith  receive  ; 
Satiate  the  hungry  with  good  things, 
The  hidden  manna  give. 

H  Y  M  N    CCXXVI1I. 

5   TT  7HO  is  this  that  comes  from   far, 
VV      Clad  in  garments  dipt  in  blood  ? 
Strong  triumphant  traveller, 
Is  he  man,  or,  is  he  God  ? 

2  I  that  fpeak  in   righteoufnefs, 

Son  of  God  and  man  I  am, 
Mighty  to  redeem  your  race  » 
Jeius  "3  you-  Saviour*s nitnei 

3  Wherefore  are  thy  ga#hents  red, 

Dyed  as  'U   a  crimfon  fea  ? 
They  that  »n  ^e  vHhe-vat  tread, 
Are  not  'lain'd  fo  much  as  thee, 

4  l 


SACRAMENTAL.  227 

4  I  the  Father's  fav'rite  Son, 

Have  the  dreadful    wine-prefs  trod, 
Borne   the  vengeful  wrath  atone, 
All  the  nercett  wrath  of  God. 

HYMN    CCXXIX, 

i     YESU,  dear,  redeeming  Lord, 
J   Magnify  thy  dying   word, 
In  thine  ordinance  appear, 
Come  and  meet  thy  followers  here. 

2  In  the  rite  thou  haft  enjoin'd, 
Let  us  now  our  Saviour  find, 
Drink  thy  blood  for  finners  fhed, 
Tafte  thee  in  the   broken  bread. 

3  Thou  our  faithful  hearts  prepare, 
Thou  thy  pard'ning  grace  declare, 
Thou  that  ha'ft  for  finners  died, 
Shew  thyfelf  the  crucified  ! 

4  All  the  power  of  fin  remove, 
Fill  us  with  thy  perfeft  love, 
Stamp  us  with  the  (lamp  divine 
Seal  our  fouls  for  ever  thine. 

HYMN      CCXXX. 

1  YESU,  we  thus  obey 

J      Thy  laft  and  kindeft   word, 

Here  in  thine  own  appointed    way 

We  come  to  meet  our  Lord. 

2  The  way  thou  haft  enjoin'd 
Thou  wiit  therein  appear  j 

L  4  We 


224  SACRAMENTAL. 

We  come  with  confidence  to  find 
Thy  fpecial  prefence  here. 
3        Wliate'erth'   Almighty  can 
To  pardon'd  finners  give, 

The  fulnefs  of  our  God  made  man 
We  here  with  Chrift  receive. 


f      I     N      I     & 


INDEX. 


FAGS 


AND  am  I  born  to  die  13 

And  am  I  only  born  to  die  15 

Ah  !  whither  fhould  1  go  52 

Ail  glory  to  God  in  the  Iky  61 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have  7° 

And  cai}  I  yet  delay  9* 

All  ye  that  pafs  by  113 

Arife  my  foul,  arif'e  .  127 

And  muft  this  body  die  131 

Away,  my  unbelieving  fear  164 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail  171 

Ah  lovely  appearance  of  death  174 

All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb  197 

Away  with  our  fears  203 

Ab,  where  am  I  now  203 

All  hail !  happy  day  20S 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  213 

Almighty  Maker  God  215 
^Vll  praife  to  him  who  dwells  in  blifs         2 1 8 

Author  of  our  Salvation,  thee  223 

E 

Behold  the  faviour  of  mankind  10 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow  iS 

Be  it  my  only  wifdom  here  7° 

Behold  the  ftrvant  of  the  Lord  ^4 

Being  of  Beir-g?,  God  of  jove  94 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne  148 

But  above  all,  lay  hold  »t>7 
Brother  in  Chriil,  and  well-beloVd          1  53 

Bteft  be  the  dear,  uniting  love  195 

L,  5  Come 


INDEX. 

C  PACE 

Come,    yc  tinners,  poor  and  nceay  6 

Come,  finners,  to  the  gofpe!  feall  7 

Come,  hoi)'  celeftial  Dove  34 

Come,  Lord  and  help  me  to  rejoice  46 

Come,  let  us  anew  c<- 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft  62 

Come,  Saviour,  Jefu,  from    above  64 

Come,  Lord,  from  above  oq 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King  n5 

Come,  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  BJeffiug  99 

Come,  ye  that  iove  the    Lord       °  125 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove  135 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King  14 2 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  longs  150 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs  l  eg 

Come  on,  my  partners  in  uiilrefs  i->o 

Come   away  to  [he  ikies  ,  y0 

Come,  let  us  anew  1  g2 

Come,  let  us  afcend  i§. 

Come,  and  let  us  fweet/y  join  ^o 

Come,  thou  high  and  lofty  Lo.d  ,q, 
Come  let  us  ul'e  the  ^race  divine 

b 

Drooping  foul,  fljakeoiFthv  fears 

♦    E       * 
liver  fainting  with  denre 

F 

Father  of  lights,  from  whom  proceeds 

Father  of  Jefus  Chrift  the  juft 

For  ever  here  my  reft  /hall  be  \\ 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft  #<. 

Father,  our  hearts  we  lift 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glories  fhine 


.S3 

90 

9< 
J92 

40 

tot 

22 

31 

76 

ss 

140 

Frcni 


1ND£X. 

F  r  AG  K 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  ftigfl  i  c q 

Father  of  our  dyifrg  Lord  187 

Father,  I  ftreich  my  hands  to  thee  %i^ 

G 

God  of  my  falvation,  hear  fe 

God  of  all  grace  and  majefty  47 
God  of  almighty  Jove  -i 

God  of  all  redeeming  grace  fc  2 

Grear  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim       88 

Glory   be  to  God  on  high  \r{ 

G'    e  to  the  winds  thy  fears  !^o 

God  of  my  life,  whole  gracious  powV  160 

Go4  moves  in  a  myfcerious  wav  i£. 

Go  i  of  T.y  life,  to  thee  to^ 

Cod   onh  wife,  a-miehty.  good  !n. 

H 
He  co;nes!  he  comes  !  the  judge  fevere     I7 
Happy  foul,  that  tree  from  harms  <? 

Help,  Lord,  to  .vhom  for  help  1  fiy  0o 
Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  receive 

How  tedious  and  tafteiefs  the  hours  q$ 

Holy,  and  true,  and  rightecus  Lord  i|b6 

How  vain  are  all  ihings  here  bebw  1 1  2 

Happy  the  man  that  tin ds' the  grace  \zl 

Happy   the    fouls  to  Jefus  join'd  "  '  l2t 

He  dies,  the  friend  of  Tinners  dies  ,  7i 

How  do  thy  mercies  ciofe  me  round  |- \ 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace  .'Ji 
Happy  foul,  thy  days  are  ended 
Head  of  the  church  triiMiphanc 

Hofannah  to  Jet  us  on  higu  '7$ 
Happy  who  in  Jefus  live 

How 


INDEX. 

H  TAG* 

Mow  happy  are  they  202 

liow  ilaii  a  loft  Tinner  in  pain  205 

Haik!  the  herald  angel  fing  210 

jefu,  let  thy  pitying  eye  24 

Jefu,  if  tiili  the  lame  thou  art  27 

Jcfus,  if  ftil!  thou  art  to-day  29 

lefu,  lover  of  my  foul      _  30 

j  want   a  principle  within  48 

Jefus,  come,  ihou  hope  of  glory  _  50 
1  thirft,  thou  wounded  Lamb  ot  God       ibid 

jefus,  thou  all  redeeming  Lord  52, 

infinite,  une*haufted  love  60 

Jefu,  my  ftrength,my  hope    _  66 

jefu,m\  Saviour,  brother,  friend  69 

Jefu,  my  life,  thyiclf  apply  77 

1eiu,rhou  art  our  king  78 

]efu,  my  truth,  my  way  b6 

jelus,  thou  eveilaning  King  lg 

'jefus,  my  Lord  attend  93 

jeins,  from  whom  all  bleffings  flow  iop 

Jvfus,    thy  boundlefslove  to  me  105 

jelus  hath  d  y  d  that  I  might  live  U'9 
fefus,  the  alf-fuilaining  word 


09 

H  2 

peius,  redeemer  of  mankind  116 

teius,  thy  wandering  fheep  behold  1 19 

jefus,  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone  1 39 
I'll  praile  my  maker  while  I've  breath     144 

jeiu,  great  (hepherd  of  the  (heep  184. 

jefu,  1-ord,  we  look  to  thee  188 

jtfu,  united  by  thy  grace  1B9 

Jtlus,  accept  the  praile  196 

u 


INDEX. 

PAGE 

"Jn  that  Tad  memorable  night  2 1 9 

Jefu,  at  whofe  fupreme  command,  22 j 

Jefu,  dear,  redeeming Lord,  225 

Jefu,  we  thus  obey  lbld 

Li 

Lo  !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending  iS 

Let  the  world  their  virtue  boaft  25 

Leader  of  faithful  fouls,  and  guide  55 

Lord,  and  is  thy  anger  gone  58 

Lord,  I  believe  thy  every  word  79 

Love  divine,  all  loves    excelling  80 

Light  of  life,  feraphic  fire  S2 

Let  him  to  whom  we  now  belong  83 

Lo  !  in  thy  hand  I  lay  87 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now  96 

Lord,  I  believe  a  reft  remains  107 

Lord  of  the  harveft  !  hear  121 

Let  earth  and  heaven  agree  125 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak  134 

Lord  Jefu,  when,  when  ihall  it  be  217 

Let  all  who  truly  bear  220 

M 

My  drowfy  pow'rs,  why  deep  ye  fo  42 

Maker,  Saviour  of  mankind  44 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love  49 

My  God  !  1  know,  1  ff:el  thee  mine  103 

My  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou  1  1  1 

My  God,  1  am  thine  128 

My  God,  the  fpiing  of  all  my  joys  1  34 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love  141 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend  154 

O 

Qfora  thoufand  tongues  to  fiog  5 

O  ioye 


INDEX. 

PAGE 

O  love  divine  !  what  haft  thou  done  m 

O  that  I  could  repent  23 

O  love  divine  !  how  Tweet  thou  art  31 

O  Jefus  my  hope  34 

O  thou  that  hear'il  when  fmners  cry  3$ 

O  that  I  could  my  Lord  receive  39 

O  God,  our  help  in  ages  pad  54 

O  almighty  God  oflove  63 

O  tor  a  heart  to  praife  my  God  72 

O  that  my  load  of  fin   were  gone  Si 

O  thou,   to  whofe  all-fearching  fight  b'£ 

O  fun  of  righteoufnefs  arife  94 

Of  him     who    did  falvation'  bring  98 

O  joyful  found  of  gofpel  grace  108 

O  God,  of  good  the  unfathom'd  fea  117 

O  Jefus,  my  reft  118 

O  tell  me  no  more  130 

O  what  ftiall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praife  J4.3 

O  God  of  all  grace  146 

O  thou  God  ot  my  falvation  156 

O  thou,  who  this  myfterious  bread  22* 

P  J 

Plung'd  in  a  gulph  of  dark  defpair  1  33 

Praife  ye  the  Lord  !   tis  good  to  raife  145 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  y*  immortal  choirs  152 

Peace  troubled  foul,  thou  ned'ft  not  fear  169 

Peace  be  on  this  houfe  beftow'd  104 

R  J* 

Rejoice  the  Lord  is  King      .  ^9 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  deceas'd  176 

Rock  of  Ifrael,  cleft  for  me  221 

S 

Sinners,  turn  why  will  ye  die  8 

Sin 


INDEX. 

PA«S 

Sinners,  obey  the  gfefpel  word  9 

Stay,  thou  infulted  i'pirir,  flay  3b 

Saviour,  the  world's  and  mine  52 

Son  of  God,  if  thy  free  grace  57 

Shepherd  divine,   our  wants  relieve  65 

Son  of  God,  thy  bleffing  grant  05 

Saviour  of  the  fin-lick  foul  1^7 

See  gracious  Lord,  with  pitying  eves  122 

Salvation  J  O  the  joyful  iound  149 

Still  for  thy  loving  kindnefs,  Lord  105 

Soldiers  of  Chrift,  arife  i6t> 

Sing  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praife  21a 

T 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  name  1 1 

Thou  ju4ge  of  quick  and  dead  i6 

Terrible  thought  !  iball  I  alone  20 

Thou  God  of  glorious  rrajeity  21 

To  the  haven  of  thy  breaft  37 
Thee  will  i  love,  ray  ilrength  my  towT    59 

The  praying  tpirir.  breathe  £5 

The  thing  ray  God  doth  hate  72 
Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whofe  height  74. 

Thou  fhepherd  of  Ifrael  and  mine     -  92 

Thou  great  mytlcrious  God  unknown  1 10 

Thy  ceafelefs  unexhausted  love  128 

The  fpacious  firmament  on  high  1  ^5 

The  voice  of  my  beloved  founus  1-* 

The  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praife  i'^$ 

The  God  of  Abraham  praife  !^, 

This,  this  is  the  Godue/idore  \^c 

'i  ho'  troubles  alfail  and  dangers  affright  161 

The  Loid  my  paflure  Hall  prepare  i(3j 

*Tis  finilh'd  'tis  done  177 

Try 


INDEX. 

PAG  E 

Try  ns,  O  God,  and  fearch  the  ground  185 

Thou  God  of  truth  and  love  186 

The  Lord  of  earth  and  fky  2n 

V 

Vain,  deluflve,  world,  adieu  137 

W 

When  riling  from  the  bed  of  death  12 

With  glorious  clouds  encompifr.  round  26 

Weary  of  wand'ring  from  my  God  30 

Why  ihculd  the  children  of  a  King  41 

What  now  is  my  object  and  aim  104 

When  gracious  Lord,  wl.en  (hail  it  be  115 

Whom  manforfakes  thou  wilt  not  leave  ibid 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  gr^ce  138 

When  all  the  mercies  of  my  God  155 

Where  is  my  God,  my  joy,  my  hope  206 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee  217 

Who  is  it  that  comes  from  far  2*4. 

Ye  happy  finners  hear  y$ 

Ye  heavens  rejoice  in  Jsfu's  grace  216 


A  PCCK- 


A 

Pocket    HYMN    BOOK, 


PART     II. 


EXHORTING      AND      BESEECHING      TO 
RETURN     TO     GOD. 

HYMN    L  \Taliis* 

vf^\  All  that  pafa  by,  to  Jefus  draw  near, 
\J  He  utters  a  cry  :  ye  finners  give  ear ! 
From  hell  to  retrieve  you  he  fpreads  out 

his  hands  ; 
^ow,    now  to  receive  you  he  gracioufly 
(lands. 

%  If  any  man   third,  and  happy  would  be, 
The  vifeft  and  word  may  come  unto  me  ? 
May  drink  of  myfpirit, (excepted  is  none,). 
Lay  claim  to  my  merit,  and  take  for  his  ownj 

3  Whoever  receives  the  life-giving  word, 
In  Jefus  believes,  his  God  and  his  Lord, 
In  him  a  pure  liver  of  life  (hall  arife, 
Shall  in  the  belief  fpring  up  to  the  fkies, 
My  God,  and  my  Lord  !     thy  call  I  obey 
My  foul  on  thy  word  of  promife  I  (lay  : 
Thy  kind  invitation  I  gladly  embrace  ; 
A  third  for  falvation,  falvation  by  grace. 

5   O  batten  the  hour  !  fend  down  from  above 
Thefprit  of  power,  of  health,  and  of  love  ; 
'  r  O 


234  BESEECHING,    &C. 

Of  filial  fear,  of  knowledge  and  grace* 
Ofwifdom,ofprayer,ofjoy,andofpraife; 
6  The  fpirit  of  faith,  of  faith  in  thy  blood, 
Which  faves  us  from  wrath,  and  brings  us 

to  God  ;  6 

Removes  the  huge  mountain  of  indwelling 

fin, 
And  opens  a  fountain,  that  walhes  us  clean. 

HYMN    II.  [Tallis. 

1  npHY  faithfulnefs,    Lord,    each   mo- 

X         ment  we  find, 
So  true  to  thy  word,  fo  loving  and  kind  ! 
Thy  mercy  fo  tender  to  all  the  loft  race  ; 
Thefouleft  offender  raay:urn,and  find  grace. 

2  The  mercy  I  feel,  to  others  I  ftiew  : 
I  fet  to  my  feal  that  Jefus  is  true  : 

Ye  all  ma y  find  favour, who  come  at  his  call ; 
.  O  come  to  my  Saviour :  his  grace  is  for  all. 

3  To  fave  what  was  loft  from  heaven  he  came : 
Come  finners  and  truft  in  Jefus's  name.' 
Ke  offers  you  pardon,  he  bids  you  be  free  I 
If  fin  be  your  burden,  O  come  unto  me  ! 

4  O  let  me  commend  my  Saviour  to  you  : 
The  publican's  friend  and  advocate  too  : 
For  you  he  is  pleading  his  merits  and  death, 
With  God  interceding  for  finners  bcnea,th. 

4  Then  let  us  fubmit  his  grace  to  receive  ; 
Fall  down  at  his  feet,  and  gladly  believe  ; 
We  all  are  forgiven  for  Jefus's  fake  : 
Our  title  to  heaven  his  merits  we  take* 

Drfcribing 


PLEASANTNESS  OF   RELIGION.   1$$ 
Deferring  the  Pleafantnefs  cf  Religion. 

HYMN    III.  [Tnumpb. 

1  73  EJOICEevermore,witb  angels  above, 
Xy     i"  Jefus's  power,  in  Jefus's  love, 
Vvithgladexultarionyour  triumph  proclaim, 
Afcribing  falvation  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

2  Thou,  Lord,  our  relief  in  trouble  haft  been  » 
Haftfav'd  us  from  grief,  haft  iav'd  us  from 

fin: 
The  power  of  thy  fpirit  hath  fet  our  hearts 

free  .- 
And  now  we  inherit  all  fulnefs  in  thee. 

3  All  fulnefs  of  peace,  all  fulnefs  of  joy, 
And  fpiritual  blifs,  that  never  mail  cloy  ; 
To  us  it  is  given  in  Jefus  to  know 

A  kingdom  of  heaven,  a  heaven  below. 

4  No  longer  we  join,  while  finners  invite, 
Nor  envy  the  ivvine  their  brutiili  delight : 
Their  joy  is  all  fadnefs,  their  mirth  is  all 

vain, 
Their  laughter  is  madnef?,  their  pleafure 
is  rain  I 

rhl  they  at  laft  with  forrow  return 
'.  aiures  to  tafte,  for  which  they  were 
bcrn  ; 
Our  Jefus  receiving,  our  happinefs  prove, 
The  joy  of  believing,  the  heaven  of  love. 

HYMN      IV.         {Dedicate 

1  "IT  7E ARY  fouls,  that  wander  wide 
VV       From  the  central  point  of  blifs, 
Turn  to  Jefus  crucified, 
Fly  tothofe  dear  wounds  of  his  5 


236      DESCRIBING    JUDGMENT. 

Sink  into  the  purple  flood  ; 
Rife  into  the  life  of  God  ! 

2  Find  in  Chrift  the  way  of  peace, 

Peace  unfpeakable,   unknown  j 
By  his  pain  he  gives  you  eafe, 

Life  by  his  expiring  groan  5 
Rife  exalted  by  his  fall, 
Find  in  Chrift  your  all  in  all. 

3  O  believe  the    record  true, 

God  to  you  his  fon  hath  given  ! 
Ye  may  now  be  happy  too  5 

Find  on  earth  the  life  of  heaven  j 
Live  the  life  of  heaven  above, 
All  the  life  of  glorious    love. 

4  This  the  univerfal    blifs, 

Blifs  for  every  foul  defign'J  : 
God's  original  promife  this, 

God's  great  gift  to  all  mankind  : 
Blelt  in  Chrift  this  moment  be  ! 
Bleft    to  all  eternity  ! 

HYMN    V.  [Kingfivood. 

Defcribing  of  'Judgment. 
I    OTAND  the  omnipotent    decree  ! 
J5     Jehovah's  will  be  done  ! 
Nature's  end  we  wait  to  fee, 

And  hear  her  final  groan  : 
Let  this  earth  diflblve,  and   bleed 

In  death,  the, wicked  and  the  juft  : 
Let  thofe  pond'rous  orbs  defcend, 
And    grind  us  into  dull. 
Z  Refts  fecure  the  righteous  man  I 
At  his  redeemer's  beck 
Sure  to  emerge,  and  rife  again. 
And  mount  above  the  wreck. 


DESCRIBING    HEAVEN.  2^J 

Lo  !  the  heavenly  fpirit  towers, 

Like  flames,  o'er  nature's  funeral  pyre, 
Triumphs  in   immortal   powers, 
And  claps  his  wings  o  f  fire  ! 
3  Nothing  hath  the  jufl:  of  lofe 

By  worlds  on  worlds  defiroy'd, 
Far  beneath   his  feet  he  views 

With  fmiles  the  flaming  void  ; 
Sees  this  univerfe  renewM, 

The  grand  millennial  year  begun  ; 
Shouts  with  all  the  fons  of  God, 
Around  th'  eternal  throne  ! 

4.  Retting  in  this  glorious  hope 

To  be  at  laft  reftor'd, 
Yield  we  now  our  bodies  up 

To  earthquake,  plague  or  fword, 
Lift'ning  for  the  call  divine, 

The  lateft  trumpet  of  the  (even  ; 
Soon  our  foul  and  duft  (hall  join, 

And  both  fly  up  to  heaven. 

HYMN       VI.       [Funeral* 
Defcribing  of  Heaven, 

iT  Long  to  behold  him  arrayed 
j[     Wit!?  glory  and    light  from  above, 
The  King  in  his  beauty  difplayed, 

His    beauty  of  holieir.    love  : 
1  languid)  and  f.gh  to  be  there, 

Where  Jefas  hath  fixed  his  abode  : 
O  when  (hall  we  meet  in  the  air, 
And  fly  to  the  mountain  of  God. 

2  With  him  I  on  Sion  fball  ftand, 

(For  Jvfus  hath  fpoken  the  word,}' 


538      PRAYING  FOR  A  BLESSING. 

The  breadth  oflmmanuePs  land 
^  Survey  by  the  light  of  my  Lord  : 
But,  when  on  thy  bofom  reclin'd, 

Thy  face  I  am  ftrengthen'd  to  fee, 
My  fulnefs  of  rapture  f  find, 

My  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 
3  How  happy  the  people,  that  dwell 

Secure  in  the  city  above  I 
No  pain  the  inhabitants  feel, 

No  ficknefs  or  forrow  (hall  "prove  : 
Phyfician  of  fouls,  unto  me 

Forgivenefs  and  holinefs  give  ; 
And  then  from  the  body  {et  free, 

And  then  to  the  city  receive 

HYMN    VII.  [BexUj. 

Praying  fir  a  BleJJing. 

1  nPH0U  S.on  of  God,  whofe  flaming  eyes 

X.       Our  inmofi  thoughts  perceive, 
Accept  the  evening  facrifice, 
Which  now  to  thee  we  give. 

2  We  bow  before  thy  gracious  throne, 

And  think  ourfelves  fincere  : 
But  fliew  us,  Lord,  is  every  one 
Thy  real  worfhipper  ? 

3  Is  here  a  foul,  that  knows  thee  not, 

Nor  feels  his  want  of  thee  ? 
A  Granger  to  the  blood,  which  bought 
His  pardon  on  the  tree  ? 

4  Convince  him  now  of  unbelief, 

His  defperate  fhte  explain  :' 
,     And  fill    his  heart  with  ike  red  grief. 
And  penitential  pain. 


PRAYING  FOR  A  BLESSING.     139 

5  Speak  with  that  vofce,which  wakes  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  fleeper  rife, 
And  bid  his  guilty  confcience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies, 

6  Extort  the  cry,  what  muft  be  done 

To  fave  a  wretch  like  me  ? 
How  fhall  a  trembling  finner  fhun 
That  endlefs  mifery  ? 

7  I  muft  this  inftant  now  begin 

Out  of  my  fleep  to  wake  : 
And  turn  to'God,  and  every  fin 
Continually  forfake. 

8  I  muft  for  faith  incefTanf.  cry, 

And  wreftle,  Lord,   with  thee  : 
I  muft  be  born  again,  or  die 
To  all  eternity. 

HYMN    VIII.         yidrkb. 

1  /^(OiME,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord  ; 
\ji     Thy  power  to  us  make  known  : 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word 

And  break  thefe  hearts  of  ftone. 

2  O  that  we  all  might  now  begin 

Our  foolifhnets  to  mourn  ; 
And  turn  at  once  from  every  fin, 
And  to  my  Saviour  turn.  * 

3  Give  us  ourfelves  and  thee  to  know 

In  this  our  gracious  day  ; 

Repentance  uoto  life  beftow, 

And  take  our  fins  away. 

4  Conclude  us  nrftin  unbelief, 

And  freely  then  releafe  ; 


?40  DESCRIBING  FORMAL  RELIGlotf. 

Fill  every  foul  with  facred  grief, 
And  then  with  facred  peace. 

5  Impoverish,  Lord,  and  then  relieve* 

And  then  enrich  the  poor  ; 
The  knowledge  of  our  ficknefs  give, 
The  knowledge  of  our  cure. 

6  That  blefTed  fenfe  of  guilt  impart, 

And  then  remove  the  load  ; 
Trouble,  and  warn  the  troubled  heart 
In  the  attoning  blood. 

j  Out  defperate  (late  through  fin  declare, 
And  (peak  our  fins  forgiven  : 
By  perfect  holinefs  prepare, 
And  take  us  up  to  heaven. 

HYMN     IX.  [Wen-vo. 

Defcribing  formal  Religion, 

1  T    ONG  have  I  feem'd  to  ferve  the  Lord, 

1   j     With  unavailing  pain  : 
Failed,  and  pray'd  and  read  thy  word, 
And  heard  it  preach*d  in  vain. 

2  Oft  did  I  with  the  aiTemhly  join* 

And  near  thy  altar  drew, 

A  form  of  godlinefs  was  mine, 

The  pow'r  I  never  knew. 

3  I  refted  in  the  outward  law, 

Nor  knew  its  deep  defign  5 
The  length  and  bieadth  I  never  faw, 
And  height  of  love  divine. 

4  To  pleafe  thee  thus,  at  length  I  fee, 

Vainly  I  hop'd  and  drove  : 
For  what  are  outward  things  to  thee, 
Unlefs  they  fpring  from  love  ? 


FOR   MOURNERS,    &C.  241 

5  I  fee  the  perfecl  law  requires 

Truth  in  the  inward  part3  5 
Our  full  confent,  our  whole  defires, 
Our  undivided  hearts. 

6  But  I  of  means  have  made  my  boaft, 

Of  means  an  idol  made  I 
The  fpirit  in  the  letter  loft, 
The  fubftance  in  the  made  .' 

7  Where  am  I  now  or  what  my  hope  ? 

What  can  my  weaknefs  do  ? 

jefu,  to  thee,  my  foul  looks  up  : 

'Tis  thou  muft  make  it  new. 

HYMN       X,       [Uexley. 
For  Mourners  convinced  of  Sin, 

1  y"">OQ  is  in  this  and  everyplace  ; 
VjT  But  O  how  dark  and  void 

To  me  .'  'tis  one  great  wiidernefs, 
This  earth  without  my  God. 

2  Empty  of  him  who  all  things  fills, 

Till  he  his  iigbt  impart  ! 
Till  he  his  glorious  felf  reveal?, 
The  veil  is  on  my  heart  ! 

3  O  thou  who  feefi-  and  know'ft  my  grief! 

Thyfelf  unfeen,  unknown, 
Pity  my  helplefs  unbelief, 
And  take  away  the  ftone. 

4  Feg^.rd  me  with  a  gracious  eve, 

The  long  iougiu  bleiling  give  ; 
And  bid  me,  at  the  point  to  die, 
Behold  thy  face  and  live, 

M  5  A  darker 


242  FOR  MOURNERS,   &C. 

5  A  darker  foul  did  never  yet 

Thy  promis'd  help  implore  : 
O  that  1  now  my  Lord  might  meet, 
And  never  lofe  him  more  ! 

6  Now>  Jeius,  now  the  father's  love 

Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  ; 
The  middle  wall  of  fin  remove, 
And  let  me  into  God  \ 

HYMN     XI.    [Fetter-Lane. 
For  Mourners  brought  to  the  Birth. 
i    ^T~NHOU  hidden  God  for  whom  I  groan, 
J        Till  thou  thylelt  declare  ; 
Cod  inacceffable  unknown, 
Regard  a  Tinner's  pray'r. 
Z  A  firmer  welt'ringin  his  blood, 
Unpurg'd,  and  unforgiv'n  ; 
Far  diftant  from  the  livingGod, 
As  far  as  heli  from  heav'n. 

3  An  unregen'rate  child  of  man, 

To  thee  for  faith  I  call : 
Pity  thy  fallen  creature's  pain, 
And  raife  me  from  my  fall ! 

4  The  Darbiefs,  which  through  thee  I  fee'. 

Thou  only  canft  remove; 
Thy  own  eternal  powV  reveal, 
The  Deity  of  Love  I 

5  Thou  haft  in  unbelief  (hut  ud, 

That  grace  may  let  me  go; 
In  hope  believing  agitinft  hope, 
I  wait  the  truth  to  know. 

6  Thou  wilt  in  me  reveal  thy  name. 

Thou  wilt  thy  light  afford  : 


CONVINCED   OF  BACKSL1DINO.  243 

Bound  and  oppreft,  yet  thine  I  am, 
The  prisoner  of  the  Lord. 

7  I  would  not  to  thy  foe  fubmit ; 

I  hate  the  tyrant's  chain  . 
Send  forth  thy  pris'ner  from  the  pit, 
Nor  lee  me  cry  in  vain  ! 

8  Shew  me  the  blood  that  bought  my  peace 

The  cov'nant  blood  apply  f 
And  all  my  griefs  at  once  ihall  ceafe, 
And  all  my  fins  mail  die. 

9  Now,  Lord,  if  thou  art  power,  defcend 

The  mountain  fin  remove  ; 
My  unbelief  and  troubles  end, 
If  thou  art  Truth  and  Love! 

10  Speak,  Jefu,  fpeak  into  my  heart, 

What  thou  for  me  haft  done  ! 
One  grain  of  living  faith  impart, 
And  God  is  all  my  own  ! 

HYMN       XII.  [Pudfey, 

Convinced  of  Backfiiding. 

1  '  I  ^HOU  Man  of  griefs,  remember  me, 

JL        Who  never  canft  thyfelf  forget ! 
Thy  laft,  myfterious  agony, 

Thy  fainting  pangs,  and  bloody  fwe%t  I 

2  When  wreftling  in  the  ftrength  of  prav'r, 

Thy  fpirit  funk  beneath  its  load  ; 
Thy  feebled  flefh  abhorr'd  to  hear 
The  wrath  of  an  almighty  God. 

3  Father,  if  I  may  call  thee  fo, 

Regard  my  fearful  heart's  defire  ! 

M  2  Remove 


*41     FOR   MOURNERS  RECOVERED, 

Remove  this  load  of  guilty  woe, 
Nor  let  roe  in  my  fins  expire ! 

4  I  tremble,  left  the  wrath  divine. 

Which  bruifes  now  my  wretched  foul, 
Should  bruife  this  wretched  foul  of  mine, 
Long  as  eternal  ages  roll. 

£  To  thee  my  lafl  dillrefs  I  bring  r 

The  heighten'd  fear  of  death  I  find  j 
The  tyrant,  brandifhing  his  fling, 
Appears,  and  hell  is  clofe  behind.  . 

6  I  deprecate  that  death  alone, 

That  endlefs  baniibment  from  thee  : 
O  fave,  and  give  me  to  thy  Son, 

Who  trembPd,  wept,  and  bled  for  me. 

H  Y  M  N     XIII.      [Dedication: 

Fsr  Mourners  recovered. 
i    TESU,  Shepherd  of  the  flieep, 
J      Pity  my  unfettl'd  foul ! 
Guide,  and  nourifh  me,  and  keep, 

Till  thy  love  (hall  make  me  wholes 
Give  me,  perfect  foundnefs  give. 
Make  me  ftedfaftly  believe. 

2  I  am  never  at  one  flay 

Changing  ev'ry  hour  I  am  : 
But  thou  art,  as  yefterdav, 

Now  an4 evermore  the  fame  ; 
Conflancv  to  me  impart, 
Stabliih  with  thy  grace  my  heart, 

j  Lav  thy  weighty  crofs  on  me, 
All  my  unbelief  control  : 
Till  the  rebel  ceafe  to  be, 

Keep  him  down  within  my  foul  ; 


for  Believers  rejoicing.  245 

That  he  never  more  may  move, 
Hoot  and  ground  me  faft  in  lcve. 

4  Give  me  faith  to  hold  me  up, 
Walking  over  life's  rough  fea  % 

Holy,  purifying  hope 

Still  my  foul's  fure  anchor  be  ; 

That  I  may  be  always  thine, 

Perfect  me  in  love  divine. 

HYMN     XIV.     [Hamilton* 

For  Believers  RejoiJng. 

1  /"\FT  I  in  my  heart  havefaid, 
\J  Who  (hall  afcend  on  high, 
Mount  to  Chrift  my  glorious  head, 

And  bring  him  from  the  fky  ? 
Borne  on  contemplation's  wing, 

Surely  I  (tall  find  him  there, 
Where  the  angels  praife  their  King, 

And  gain  the  morning-liar. 

2  Oft  I  in  my  heart  have  hid, 

Who  to  the  deep  mall  fteop, 
Sink  with  Chrift  among  the  dead 

From  thence  to  bring  him  up  ? 
Couid  I  but  my  heart  prepare 

By  unfcign'd  humiiity, 
Chrift  would  quickly  enter  there, 

And  ever  dwell  wirh  me. 

5  But  the  righteoufnefs  of  faith 
Hath  taught  me  better  things  : 
"  Inward  turn  thine  eyes,"  (it  faith, 
While  Chiift  to  me  it  brings) 

M  3  "  Chrift 


24<>   EELIEVERS  FIGHTING,   &C. 

«<  Chrid  is  ready  to  impart 

"   Life  to  all,  for  life  who  figh  ; 
"  In  thy  mouth  and  in  thy  heart 
««  The  word  is  ever  nigh  $ 

H  Y  M   N      XV.  [Ohey. 

For  Relievers  Fighting. 
i   /*^V  May  thy  powerful  word 
\J  Inipire  a  feeble  worm 
To  rufh  into  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
And  take  it  as  by  itorm  ! 
0  may  we  all  improve 
The  grace  already  given 
To  feize  the  crown  of  per  feci  love, 
And  fcale  the  mount  of  heaven  ! 

H   Y   M  N       XVI.  [Sheffield. 

For  Believers  Praying. 
I    /~\  Wond'rous  power  of  faithful  prayer  ! 
\JT  What   tongue  can  tell  th*  almighty 

grace  ? 
God's  hands  or  bound  or  open  are, 

As  Mofes  or  Elijah  prays  j 
I  et  Mofes  in  theipirit  groan. 
And  God  cries  out  I  •«  Let  me  alone  !** 

%  **  Let  me  alone,  that  all  my  wrath 
"  May  rife  the  wicked  to  confutne, 
«  While  juftice  hears  thy  praying  faith, 

*'  It  cannot  leal  the  fin  new  doom  ; 
**  My  Son  is  in  my  femnt's  prayer, 
«<  And  Jeius  forces  me  to  fpare." 
3  O  bleiTed  word  of  Gofpel-grace, 

Which  now  we  for  ourllrael  plead  I 
A  faithleis  and  backfliding  race, 

Whom  thou  haft  out  of  Egypt  freed ^ 


JL 


BELIEVERS  WATCHING-        24? 

O  do  not  then  in  wrach  chaftife. 
Nor  let  thy  whole  difpleafure  rife  ! 

4  Father,   we  alk  in  Jcfus's  name: 

Jn  Jefus's  power  and  fpirit  pray  ! 
Divert  thy  vengeful  thunder's  aim  / 

O  turn  thy  threading  wrath  away  J 
Our  guilt  and  punifhment  remove, 
And  magnify  thy  pardoning  love  .' 

5  Father,  regard  thy  pleading  Son, 

Accept  his  ail  availing  piayer, 
And  fend  a  peaceful  anfwer  clown 

In  honour  of  our  Spokefman  there/ 
VVhofe  blood  proclaims  our  (Ins  forgiven, 
And  fpeaks  th    rebels  up  to  heaven, 

HYMN       XVII.         \_lfungtcn.. 

For  believers  Watching, 

1  TQIERCE,  fill  me  with  an  humble  km  ; 
JL       My  utter  hefplefnefs  reveal  : 
batan  and  fin  are  always  near, 

Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel. 

2  Oh!   that  to  thee  my  conftant  mind 

Might  with  an  even  flame  afpirc  s 
Pride  in  its  earliefr.  motions  find, 
And  mark  the  rifings  of  defire. 

3  Oh  .'  that  my  tender  foul  might  flv, 

The  firfl  abhorred  approach  of  ill  } 
Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  e)  e 

The  flighted:  touch  of  fin  to  feel  ! 

4  Till  thou  anew  my  foul  create, 
Still  may  I  drive,  and  watch,  and  pray, 

Humbly  and  confidently  wait,  - 
4nd  long  to  fee  the  perfrft  day. 


350   BELIEVERS  SUFFERING. 

Credence  to  his  word  I  give, 
My  Saviour,  in  di (Irenes  paft, 

Will  not  now  his  iervant  leave, 
But  bring  me  through  at  laftw 

2  Better  that  my  boding  fears 

To  me  thou  oft  haft  prov'd  ; 
Oft  obferv'd  my  filent  tears, 

And  challeng'd  my  belov'd  : 
Mercy  to  my  refcue  flew, 

And  death  ungrafp'd  his  fainting  prey  ; 
Pain  before  thy  face  withdrew, 

And  forrow  fled  away. 

3  Now  as  yefterday  the  fame, 

In  all  my  troubles  nigh, 
Jefus  on  thy  word  and  name 

I  ftedfaftly  rely, 
Sure  as  now  the  grief  I  feel 

The  promis'd  joy  I  foon  (hall  have  : 
Sav'd  again  to  finners  tell 

Thy  power  and  will  to  fave. 

4  To  thy  blefled  will  refign'd 

And  ftaid  on  that  alone 
I  thy  perfect  ftrength  mall  find 

Thy  faithful  mercies  own  : 
Compafs'd  round  with  fongs  of  praife, 

My  ail  to  my  Redeemer  give  ; 
Spread  thy  miracles  of  grace, 

And  for  thy  glory  live. 

HYMN     XXI.  [Welling. 

i   'HT^HOU   Lamb  of  God,   thou  Prince 

X  of  Peace, 

For  thee  my  thirfty  foul  doth  pine' 

My  longing  heart  implores  thy  grace  : 
O  make  me  in  thy  likenefs  fhine  ! 


BELIEVERS  SUFFERING.         251 

2  With  ftaudlefs,  even,  humble  mind, 

Thy  will  in  all  things  may  I  fee  ! 
In  love  be  ev'ry  wifh  refign'd, 

And  hallow'd  my  whole  heart  to  thee. 

3  When  pain  o'er  my  weak  fle/h  prevails, 

With  lamb-like  patience  arm  my  breaft  j 
When  grief  my  wounded  foul  affails, 
In  lowly  meeknefs  may  I  reft. 

4  Clofe  by  thy  fide  ftill  may  I  keep, 

Howe'er  life's  various  currents  flow  ; 
With  ftedfaft  eye  mark  ev'ry  ftep, 
And  follow  thee  where'er  thou  go, 

5  Thou,  Lord,  the  dreadful  fight  haft  won; 

Alone  thou  haft  the  wine-prefs  trod : 

In  me  thy  ftrength'ning  grace  be  ftown, 

O  may  I  conquer  through  thy  blood  t 

6  So  when  on  Sion  thou  (halt  ftand, 

And  all  heaven's  hoft  adore  their  king, 
Shall  I  be  found  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  free  from  pain  thy  glories  fing. 
HYMN     XXII.  [Mkne. 

1     Y^V  r^e  wear7  wanderer's  reft, 
J     Give  me  thy  eafy  yoke  to  bear, 
With  ftedfaft  patience  arm  my  breaft, 
With  fpotlels  love,  and  lowly  fear. 
1  Thankful  I  take  the  cup  from  thee, 
Prepared  and  mingled  bv  thy  lkill, 
Though  bitter  to  the  tafte  it  be, 
Powerful  the  wounded  foul  to  heal. 
3  Be  thou.  O  Rock  of  Ages,  nigh! 

bo  fhali  each  murmuring  thought  be  gone; 

And 


252      BELIEVERS  GROANING,  &C. 

And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care  mall  fly 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  fun. 

4  Speak  to  my  warring  paflions,  "  peace  :" 

Say  to  my  trembling  heart,  "  Be  ftill  :'• 
Thy  power  my  ftrengthand  fortrefs  is, 
For  all  things  ferve  thy  fovereign  will. 

5  O  death!  where  is  thy  fting  ?  where  now 

Thy  boafted  victory,  O  grave  ? 
Who  mall  contend  with  God  ?  or  who 
Can  hurt  whom  God  delights  to  fave  ? 

HYMN    XXIII.  [Athlon,. 

For  Believers  groaning  for  full  Redemption, 

1  f~\  God  moft  mercifui  and  true 
\J     Thy  nature  to  my  foul  impart  : 
'btablifh  with  me  the  covenant  new, 

And  write  perfection  on  my  heart. 

2  To  real  holinefs  reftored, 

0  let  me  gain  my  Saviour's  mind  j 
And  in  the  knowledge  of  my  Lord 

Fulnefs  of  life  eternal  fmd. 

3  Remember,  Lord,  my  fins  no  more, 

That  them  I  may  no   more  forget; 
But,  funk  in  guiltlefs  (hame,  adore 
With  fpeeclilefs  wonder  at  thy  feet. 

4  CTerwheltnM  with  thy  ftupendous  grace, 

1  (hall   not  in  thy  prefence  move  i 
Eut  breathe  unutterable  praife, 

And  rapturous  awe,  and  filent  love. 

5  Then  every  murmuring  thought  and  vain 

Expires  in  fweet  confufion  loft  : 
i  cannot  of  my  crofs  complain, 
I  cannot  of  my  goorfncft  boaft. 


BELIEVERS  BROUGHT  TO  THE  BIRTH-  2$$ 

6  Pardon'd  for  all  that  f  have  done 
My  mouth  as  in  the  duft  I  hide,  • 
And  glory  give  to  God  alone, 
My  Gad  &r  ever  pacified  f 

HYMN    XXIV.  [Invitation. 

For  Believers  brought  to  the  birth. 

1  O  G°d' t0  whom  'n  fle^  reveal'd 
-rur  TTheuhelPlefs  aIi  ^r  fuccour  came  : 
i  he  ficfc  to  be  rehev'd  and  heal'd, 

And  found  falvation  in  thy  name: 
Z  With  publicans  and  harlots  I, 

In  thefe  thy  fpirit'sgofpel-days, 
To  thee  the  finner's  friend,  draw  nigh. 

And  humbly  fue  for  faving  grace. 

3  Thoufee^rnehdplefs  and  diftreft. 
Feeble  and  faint,  and  blind,  and  poor  • 

VV  eary ,  I  come  to  thee  for  reft, 
And  fick  of  -fin,  implore  a  cure. 

4  My  fin's  incurable  difeafe, 

Thou,  Jefus,  thou  alone  canft  heaj  - 
Inipire  me  with  thy  pow'r  and  peace,    ' 
And  pardon  on  my  confidence  feaL 

5  A  touch/a  word,  a  look  from  thee' 
Can  turn  my  heart  and  make  it  clean  s 

I  urge  the  foul,  inbred  leprofy, 
And  five  me  from  my  brfom-fin; 

6  Lord,  if  thou  wilt,  I  do  believe," 

i  hou  canft  the  faving  grace  imoart  : 
i  hou  canft  this  inftant  now  forgive, 
And  ftamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

7  My  heart,  which  now  to  thee  I  raife, 

A  know  thou  canft  this  moment  cleanie  s 
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2$4  BELIEVERS  BROUGHT  TO  THE  BIRTH* 

The  deepeft  ftains  of  fin  efface, 
And  drive  the  evil  fpirit  hence. 

8  Be  it  according  to  thy  word  ! 

Accomplish  now  thy  work  in  me  r 
And  let  my  foul  to  health  reftor'd, 

Devote  its  little  all  to  thee  ! 

HYMN     XXV.  ■{WMngl 

i     T  ESU,  thy  far  extended  fame 

J?    My  drooping  foul  exults  to  hear  : 

Thy  name,  thy  all  reftoring  name, 
Is  mufic  in  a  finner's  ear. 

2  Sinners  of  old  thou  didft  receive, 
With  comfortable  words  and  kind  ; 

Their  forrow?  cheer,  their  wants  relieve. 
Heal  the  difeas'd  and  cure  the  blind. 

3  And  art  thou  not  the  Saviour  ftill, 
in  ev'ry  place  and  age  the  fame  ? 

Haft  thou  forgot  thy  -gracious  flcill, 
Or  loft  the  virtue  of  thy  name  ? 

4  Faith  in  thy  changelefs  name  I  have  ; 
The  good,  the  kind  Dhyfician  thou 

Art  able  now  our  fouls  to  fa ve. 

Art  willing  to  reftore  them  now. 
Though  feventeen  hundred  years  are  pal 

Since  thou  didft  in  the  flefli  appear  [ 
Thy  tender  mercies  ever  laft  ! 

And  ftill  thy  healing  pow'r  is  here. 
6  Wouldft  thou  the  body's   health  reftore, 

And  not  regard  the  fin-fick  foul  ? 
The  fin-fick  foul  thou   lov'ft  much  more, 

And  furelv  thcu  ihaltmakc  it  whole. 

7  Al! 


FOR    THE    SOCIETY    PRAYING.         2J5 

7  All  my  difeafe,  my  ev'ry  fin, 

To  thee,  O  Jefus,  I  confefs ; 
In  pardon,  Lord,  my  cvre  begin, 

And  perfect  it  in  holinefs. 
S  That  token  of  thine  utmoft  good, 

Now,  Saviour,  now  on  me  beftow  ; 
And  purge  my  confcience  with  thy  blood, 

And  waih  my  nature  white  as  fnow. 

HYMN'    XXVI         [Mufidan. 
For  the  Society  Praying. 

1  Tf  XCEPT  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan, 
_C/  Thebeft  concerted  fchemes  are  vain. 
And  never  can  fucceed  ; 

We    fpend     our     wretched    ilrength   for 

nought ; 
But  if  our  works  in  thee  are  wrought  j 
They  fhail  be  bleft  indeed. 

2  Lord,  if  thou  did'ft  thyfelf  infpire 
Our  fouls  with  this  intenfe  defire 

Thy  goodnefs  to  proclaim  $ 
Thy  glory  if  we  now-  intend, 
O  let  our  deed  begin  and  end 


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Complete  in  Jefu's  name  J 

3  In  Jefu's  name  behold  we  meet, 
Far  from  an-  evil  world   retreat, 

And  all  its  frantic  ways  ; 
One  only  thing  refolv'd  to  know* 
And  fquare  our  ufeful  lives  below 

By  reafon  and  by  grace. 

4  Not  m  the  tombs  we  pine  to  dwell, 
Not  in  the  dark„  nionaltic  cell, 

Bj  vows  and  grates  confined  5 


2$6  JOR    THE    SOCIETY    FRAYIN6. 

Freely  to  all  ourfelves  we  give 
Conftrained  by  Jefu's  love  to  live 

The  fervants  of  mankind. 
^  Now,  Jefur  now  thy  love  impart 
To  govern  each  devoted  heart, 

And  fit  us  for  thy  will  I 
Deep  founded  in  the  truth   of  grace, 
Build  up  thy  rifing  church,  and. place 

The  city  ©n  the  hill. 

6  O  let  our  faith  and  love  abound! 
O  let  our  lives  to  all  around 

With  pured  Iuftre  fhrne  ! 
That  all  around  our  works  may  fee, 
And  give  the  glory,  Lord,  to  thee, 

The  heavenly  light  divine! 

HYMN     XXVII.         \W«€*f&. 

A  Pajloral  Hymn* 

i   TT0W.  beauteous  are  their  feet 
it"!    Who  {land  on  Zion's  hill. 

That  bring  fa  Wat  ion  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal  I 

2  How  charming  is  their   voice, 
Solweet  the  tiding?  are  I 

"  Zion  behold  thy  baviour  King, 
4  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

1  hat  hear  this  joyful  found. 
Which  king?  and  prophets  waited  for, 
Acd  foi'gbr  but  never  found  ! 

4  How 


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4  How  blefled  are  our  eyes, 
That  fee;  this  heavenly  light  ; 

Prophets  and  kings  defired.it  long, 
But  dy'd  without  the  fight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 
And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jerufalem  breaks  forth  in  fongs, 
And  deiarts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad  $ 

Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 


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INDEX  to  PART  II. 
C 

COME,  O  thou  all  victorious  Lord     239 
Caft  on  thy  fidelity  249 

E 

Except  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan  25 5 

G 

God  is  in -this  and  ev'ry  place  241 

H 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet  256 

I 

I  long  to  behold  him  array 'd 

Jefus,  Shepherd  of  the  fheep  244 

Jefu,  the  weary  wanderer's  reft  25 1 

Jefu,  thy  far-extended  fame  254 

L 
Long  have  I  feem'd  to  ferve  thee,  Lord    240 

M 

Mailer,  I  own  thy  lawful  claim.  248 

O 

O  all  that  pafs  by  to  Jefus  draw  near  233 

Oft  I  in  my  heart  have  faid  245 

O  may  thy  powerful  word  2^6 

O  wondrous  power  of  faithful  prayer  ibid 

O  God  moil  merciful  ?.nd  true  252 

O  God  to  whom  in  flefh  reveal'd  253 

Pierce, 


INDEX  TO  PART    THE     II. 
P 

Pierce,  fill  me  with  an  humble  fear  z/Lj 

Rejoice  evermore,  with  angels  above      235 

S' 
Stand  the  omnipotent  decree  23 & 

T 

Thy  faithfulness,  Lord,  each  moment 

I  find  234 

Thou  Son  of  God  whcfe  flaming  eyes  238 
Thou  hidden  God  for  whom  I  groan  242 
Thou  Man  of  Griefs  re  member  me  243 

Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of 

Peace  250 

W 
Weary  fouls  that  wander  wide  225 

When  quiet  in  my  houfe  f  fit  248 


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